Today is the day I don't have classes, so I work on various things. And I take an hour or so at lunch to go home and have a "civilized" lunch one day out of the week. (I also like to do a bit of piano practice then).
As I was practicing, it occurred to me: "If your friend is up for a visit, this would be a really good time to bring her the prayer shawl."
So I drove down there. Her front door was open, just the screen door latched, which is kind of the unofficial signal for, "I'd like visitors." So I went in and we talked for a while (her health aide was there too, and talked with us also). At the end I gave her the shawl. She was already familiar with the concept (I figured as a former chaplain, she probably was). She really loved it. I'm glad I picked the yarn I did, the colors are so right for her and are so much "her" colors. I didn't choke up when I put it around her shoulders and explained what it was for. She got up and hugged me and thanked me for it.
So it was good. And she's doing well, she's in good spirits. Not terribly strong, but she's in good spirits and apparently got a more encouraging report at the last doctor's visit. So that first doctor may just have been a bully. (I do wish she could get a little more strength back so she could do more things, it must be boring for her to be stuck at home)
I feel lighter in spirit now. Partly because it's good to see her doing so well (spiritually and emotionally at least) but also I kept looking at the in-progress shawl and then the finished shawl and thinking about how devastated I'd feel if I didn't get the chance to give it to her, if I let my busyness get in the way of my visiting her again. (And I will visit her again. I'd like to try to see her once a week or so if it works out. I know a lot of other people visit her, but as I said, it's probably boring to be home all the time).
That was probably the best thing I did all day. No, probably all week.