Home is not around the hearth. it is within the heart. Any worthwhile pilgrimage brings us home, and so does any distant voyage for the sake of love.
Friday morning of what looks to be a beautiful weekend, and I'm going to do my best to enjoy every minute of it. Had my bloodwork on Wednesday and my EKG on Thursday. All is set to meet with my doctor to get medical clearance for the biopsy on Monday. I won't have the surgery this upcoming week because it is a pay week, and I am going to need my money. What a relief when social security kicks in, and I don't have to worry about getting a 'paper check'. For those who have followed for awhile, because I had co-signed on something for my ex many years, and he hadn't paid, 20 years later they came after me, put a lien on my account, and garnished my wages for about two years. Since that time I've been afraid to have my money in the bank. Who knows what else he did?
Speaking of my ex. Got some news yesterday. Received a phone call from Social Security and all is in the works--cash benefits plus Medicare. The reason I was called is that it was discovered that I am eligible for widow's benefits, which turns out to be over $200 more than I would receive on my own retirement benefit. I definitely opted for that. So, I will be able to collect widow's benefits until I reach 70, and then it will switch over to my own. That's awesome!!! I guess this makes up for all the money I lost.
With graduation ceremonies tonight, this is an 11 hour day for me. My home will be especially welcoming to me. I've really nothing planned over the weekend aside from a trip to the fruit stand and Rite Aid. My supply of candles is running low. Other than that, I'll do a little housework and read my new book, "Travels Through Middle Earth: The Path of a Saxon Pagan" by Alaric Albertsson. I want to know more about the other side of my ancestry, my Germanic side.
What is home?
“A roof to keep out the rain? Four walls to keep out the wind?
Floors to keep out the cold? Yes, but home is more than that.
It is the laugh of a baby, the song of a mother, the strength
of a father, warmth of loving hearts, lights from happy eyes,
kindness, loyalty, comradeship. Home is first school and first
church for young ones, where they learn what is right, what
is good, and what is kind, where they go for comfort when
they are hurt or sick; where joy is shared and sorrow eased;
where fathers and mothers are respected and loved, where
children are wanted; where the simplest food is good enough
for kings because it is earned; where money is not as important
as loving-kindness; where even the tea kettle sings
from happiness. That is home. God bless it!”
Wishing you all a wonderful weekend. See you on Monday.