and good for your vintage scale collection, too. Check out what Barry found in a garbage pile the other morning on his run:
The black scale in the front brings our unintentional collection to three (three makes it a collection, right Vanessa?) But truly, running has been good for our hearts in more ways than one, especailly these past few days. Getting back to my regular schedule (daily run included) after this horrific week has helped me to keep my mind off of all of the things that I can't control and shouldn't be fixating on regarding my father's accident. It's funny - when I posted that I might be absent from blogland for a while, I honestly thought that I'd be needing a break - that my mind would be consumed with other, more important things. Consumed it was. Productive it wasn't. Clearly, as proven by the two Original Intent posts that I've put up here since that absence notice, I'm finding quite a bit of comfort in returning to my blog and jewelry-making routines, too. In fact, all I wanted to do the other evening was sit and mess with beads. I messed a lot (the results of which should show up in my etsy shop some time this weekend):
Your unbelieveably kind words, your thoughts, and your prayers have meant so much to me. And stopping by your blogs to get some delight from your recent projects, photos, musings... it's been such a sweet diversion.
Because so many of you have asked: my dad is back in Cleveland, in the hospital still, and had another operation performed yesterday - pins and plates put in his right, very broken arm. He's in a terrible amount of pain right now, but has been showing signs of progress day by day. My father is a technical artist, so my greatest hope is that he'll regain use of his hand and arm so he can continue on with the work that is so important to him. He's still got a long way to go. Thanks for making that way a lot more bearable for me. I'm passing your well-wishes on.