Hospital Time

I'm sitting in the hospital waiting room today; 
 Bill is requiring surgery once again-
this time to 'neaten' up his open wound on his elbow and to stitch it closed. 
 No more wound-vac or nurse visits--
the end of this 2 month chapter is almost over!
There are only two weeks of not using his arm and then the stitches come out;  meantime we can be grateful he still has his arm and his life!  What an adventure!

I'm late to the poem in your pocket day 

but here was what was on my mind all day:

Ecclesiastes 3 English Standard Version (ESV)

A Time for Everything

3 For everything there is a season, and a time for every matter under heaven:

2 a time to be born, and a time to die;
a time to plant, and a time to pluck up what is planted;
3 a time to kill, and a time to heal;
a time to break down, and a time to build up;
4 a time to weep, and a time to laugh;
a time to mourn, and a time to dance;
5 a time to cast away stones, and a time to gather stones together;
a time to embrace, and a time to refrain from embracing;
6 a time to seek, and a time to lose;
a time to keep, and a time to cast away;
7 a time to tear, and a time to sew;
a time to keep silence, and a time to speak;
8 a time to love, and a time to hate;
a time for war, and a time for peace.

Here is my waiting room knitting!