I had so much fun on Sunday. In the time I've had after my stroke, I have learned a few things.
How wonderfully luxurious it is to have a few treasures.
What a treasure it is to fall into bed at night on a comfortable mattress and wrap oneself in a goose down comforter and 600 thread count sheets. (I have one set, a luxury I afforded myself BS).
What a treasure it is to wrap oneself in a full length terry cloth robe.
What a treasure to warm one's feet in Ugg slippers when my feet get cold for no reason.
What a treasure to drink Twinings Tea from a bone china teacup.
Not to be misunderstood, what a treasure to sit wrapped in a cuddly terry cloth robe and Uggs and drink that first cup of (strong) coffee in the morning. I love my coffee.
What a treasure to have a nice warm bubble bath whenever your body yearns for it.
What a treasure to soothe one's aching muscles in a jacuzzi after strenuous exercise.
But the lovliest treasure are the friends who never forget you and every once in awhile pop up in your life and spend some of their time w/ you laughing, talking and enjoying each other's company. That is the best treasure, so intrinsic it is priceless.
This past Sunday, a group of my friends from the Eastern Shore came over and we went to a local restaurant for Afternoon Tea. There were (12) of us and it was such great fun. I have lost many things but I treasure the friends I have not lost.