Today, I am thankful that I am being "spared". Tomorrow, weather permitting, Sam will be traveling down to his mother's visitation followed by her funeral on Saturday. We have decided that my traveling on a new bionic knee would not be a wise decision. We didn't even ask the doctor - it's just not worth the risk for us.
Lorna, Sam's mom, and I never connected. Twice yesterday, I got phone calls telling me how wonderful she was and how lucky I was to have her as my mother-in-law. Both calls went on and on and on . . . talking about a side of her, both Sam and I agree, I never got to experience or see.
So I am thankful to be able to spend this weekend here in Minnesota, where I won't have to watch my tongue, where I won't inwardly be seething, and my knee can continue to heal.
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