SIP Day 64, wearing a black tank and brown linen pants; 85 degrees outside; writing from the living room sofa before I head to bed.
Today held lots of socializing:
- A socially-distant in-person dropoff of tomato plants that I grew from seed, to a friend
- A neighbor dropping in to chat about sourdough starter with Stijn, and to share some special flour
- A phone call with a Quaker-Friend
- A breakfast conversation with my daughter
I also got several tasks completed on my To Do list:
- stripped, sanded, stained, and applied a new coat of varnish to the wooden handle of my favorite canoe paddle
- cleaned, sanded, and applied a coat of varnish to our outdoor dining table
- graded most of the final assignments for History class I taught this past Spring
- chatted with Stijn about some garden priorities while he fixed the sprinklers and hand-watered the tomatoes with fish emulsion
Thirty-six years ago today I learned that I had osteosarcoma and that my leg would be amputated. I still remember laying awake in bed that night, so many thoughts running through my head and not being able to sleep. I snuck back out of bed and wrote and wrote in my diary until my handwriting got big and loopy and drifted off the page. It was such overwhelming and impossible-to-believe news then and now when I think about it, it still seems too sad and hard to have actually happened to me.