Another Process has begun for me
I was recently in Israel on a tour. It was great except for breaking my wrist the day after I got there. People told me they thought I was a trooper, continuing on the tour for most of the activities. I tried to be. It wasn’t always easy, and the next few months is a healing process for the wrist. It’s not my signature hand, thank the Lord, but I am typing one-handed. I expect to learn more patience and perseverance through this humbling experience. I’ve always been pretty self-sufficient, but my husband and others have been taking good care of me.
Actually, some good has already come out of this. More later. Have a great Monday, and pray I heal quick. Nothing more frustrating to a writer who can type fast to have to type one-handed. But I’m doing it.