The Hope Lady writes about life from a hopeful perspective. Wendy Edey shares her experience with hope work, being hopeful, hopeful people, hopeful language and hope symbols. Read about things that turned out better than expected and impossible things that became possible. Read about hoping, coping, and moping in stories about disability, aging, care-giving and child development.
Wednesday, November 04, 2015
MORNING SUN
The place has a “wow!” effect
Windows pop out everywhere
The sun shines magnificently in the dining room, living room, and kitchen nook
The place isn’t square
The bedroom is the coolest room in the house
The lights of the city spread out before me when I walk into the bedroom after dark
The balconies are generous
It’s almost, but not quite soundproof
There’s a club room where the neighbours gather
The neighbours brag about how wonderful it is to live here
The bus stops nearby
The living room in our new apartment is a morning room that bursts resplendent with a rosy glow as the autumn sun rises over the river far below. With its appearance comes hope in the knowledge that, by midmorning the glow will have spread to the dining room, then to the nook by lunch time. And though the sunny nook brings a smile, and the plants on the plant stand raise their leaves for the dining room welcome, the lure of the rosy living room extravaganza with all itspromise is enough to get me out of bed for an early visit to the exercise room so that I might be back in the living room by sun-up..
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