Cabbages and Kings

"The time has come," the Walrus said,
"To talk of many things:
Of shoes--and ships--and sealing-wax--
Of cabbages--and kings--
And why the sea is boiling hot--
And whether pigs have wings."

it's almost midnight.  i'm about to try to power into sleep.  it's been a good day, a good enough day more accurate.  it's cool.  no harsh judgment on any parts of this day.  i did the things that were before me and i'm blessed to have been able to participate to the extent that i was.

rising, i said my prayer and got coffee started.  i took meds and read and had water and coffee.  i didn't eat breakfast as i had plans to cook for my mom today.  i didn't do some things, like shower, but i did get dressed and get out of here in time for counseling.  the session was good, got political quickly, but we're living in those times.  but still, after a week's absence, it was good to be there.  after that, i went to Sav-a-lot and Aldi's and got some stuff to take to the house, and went to my mother's house and made her breakfast.  french toast and turkey sausage and grits and eggs.  she seemed to enjoy her breakfast.  i made sure her tablet was working and i watched some television while waiting for Lonnie to call.  he called and came to pick me up and we went to Jimmy's and i bought him some lunch, as it was his birthday today.  i went back to my parent's house for a bit after, but my mother was sleeping and my dad was running, getting ready for his banquet tomorrow.  so i came home.  meds were waiting for me so i got them sorted and reloaded my bag.  i ate the other half of my sandwich from lunch about 4 or 5 and i played on the computer for the rest of the night.  had half a sandwich this evening, and i'm about to shut it down.  

the time has come.  that is the point of that quote.  i have seen Rachel lately, at least her mother's car heading toward picking her mother up from Walmart.  i have processed this, not done processing either. just enough to know that the bones are knitting, the flesh is repairing itself and the spirit is growing stronger.  and i still miss her, but life is going on.  if i'm blessed with life tomorrow, i'm going to clean slowly, wash a load, get my bedding washed and put back on.  i'm going to Arbys for lunch...VENISON.  and i'm going to the store.  i'm going to work on the rest of these lyrics.  i'm going to do ME, in other words.  and i'm going to keep it moving, because that's what you do.  if you're blessed with breath, then you BREATHE.  

thank you Father.  i appreciate your love today.