The days of healing and moments of our memories are being slowly replaced by the normal heartbeats of life. Books are read, tv watched, small walks taken.
The passing of time measured by changing murmurs of awe..... "one week ago today, you had a heart attack"......"one week ago today, your heart was touched by human hands"...."one week ago today I brought you home from the hospital."
It's been really quite wonderful to take this bubble of time and slow way down. The weather has been cold, here in Hawaii, with strong winds....so we stay inside. Hours marked only by the schedule for medications, naps and remarks of gratitude.
And we watch the antics of the geckos. While it might seem creepy for some, for us here in Hawaii, geckos are like little friends. They belong on this island more than we do....it is their home....and so when one scampers across the wall....or appears on a glass that was left out....it brings a smile and a soft "hello little gecko friend". Inside the house they are pale, almost transparent.... blending into the colors of the walls. Outside their color will change to match a leaf or tree bark. Geckos make a chirping sound, impossible to imitate, but charming to listen to. They have become part of our entertainment. And I just love their little toes.