Mending

Getting dressed this morning I discovered a hole in my sweater armpit.  Nice.  Not surprising since it came from thrift and I'm not very good at looking closely at something I think is cute.  As I mended the hole I realized that mending is in the air for me.

My lingering cold finally seems to be letting go (I can stop planning my own funeral now). 

Yesterday I went ice skating for the first time in many years.  A foot surgery and lingering foot pain kept me from the ice but yesterday it just seemed like a beautiful idea.  So B and her little friend and I braved 15 degrees to bask in a pink sunset and glide around for an hour.  It was heaven.  And my foot didn't hurt a bit.  It's finally mended :)

And after months of silent and not so silent self-loathing about my worth as a human being......today I feel happy and optimistic, headed out to the first day of my new job as an assistant librarian.  Job applications, resumes, the want ads, argh.  It's a kind of hell for me.  What are my job skills?  I would rather strip than try and list them.  (Unfortunately, there were no openings for a middle-aged stripper w/ double A cups).  But God smiled on me (and that is the truth) and I found a job I am so excited to begin.  My spirit feels quite mended this morning.

I know there is more mending to do in my life, but a sweater and a foot and a spirit are a damn good start.