Slowly Improving

I've been away so long it took me a while to re-figure out how this blogging thing works.

I am slowly improving. I am working on sitting up for an hour or two at a time and walking a little further each day. Physical therapy has been slow - but each time I reach a goal, walking to the nearest stop sign, walking to the next stop sign, walking around the block, I feel more optimistic and less discouraged.

I occasionally think how others have it worse then I do, and use their courage as encouragement. I've many friends that have stuck with me too. For them, I am most grateful, and the words "thank you" seem too woefully inadequite.

My mom was upset when the U.S. Government refused to give her a ceremonial flag for my dad, who served for 12 years in the Army.

I wrote the local VFW group and they sent me a flag. I purchased a case off Amazon and my younger brother read up on how to fold the flag to fit the case - it took us 5 tries. Each fold, there are 13 of them, has a meaning and we read up on those too. I like how the one star over the three stars as it came out. My dad over me and my two brothers...

I gave it to my mom and we hung it up in her dining room - which she uses as an office most days. We remembered OUR Veteran.

Some days I am stuck in bed, either the bad back is royally complaining or my feet are too painful to stand on. Those long days are sometimes rewarded with some interesting sights out the bedroom window.