I was at the other house last weekend until Wednesday. The husband dropped me there and headed to his father's place. I was mostly busy tending to various things at my parent's house and also my online stuff.
Peruvian Lily in bloom taken just before 9 am of 3rd October.
The yard was a mess. Apart from the Peruvian Lilies which were blooming and thriving, most of the other plants have been overtaken by weeds and grass that they can't be seen any longer. I blame the plentiful rain for the overgrowth, lol!
Thankfully, there was a power outage on Monday which made me do something about it. I borrowed some gardening tools (a sickle, a trowel, and 5 sacks for the weeds) from Dad and started clearing out things while the carpenters attended to the maintenance stuff that had been entrusted to them by the husband.
I was already exhausted around lunch time so I called it a day. On taking my gloves off, I found out that I had blisters on my hands - two on the right and a really huge one on the left. I soaked up in the shower afterward and the skin in one of the blisters fell off leaving an open wound that felt like it was burning (thankfully it wasn't bleeding). I applied the magical ointment (petroleum jelly) to the wound then had a band-aid on it.
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My niece, Ahjay said "eeeew!" on seeing them, lol! The good thing is that my wounds heal easily. It's always been like that for as long as I can remember, although they do leave some scars which I do not really mind.
Anyhow, a thought came to me today while looking at my already healing but scarred palms and fingers. Just as the friction between the garden tools and my hands caused me blisters and wounds, friction with another person also hurt (emotionally that is).
A friend of mine is currently having a hard time because of a misunderstanding with her sister. And while both of them are hurting, nobody is doing something about it.
When a wound isn't treated, it will take time to heal and it may even cause an infection. The same goes for emotional pain. We have to do something or it will continue to hurt. The irony is that no one will be able to cure it except us. So until we make the move, things won't change, or will they? My blisters are healing nicely just because I did something about them.
Well, that was what I shared with my friend anyway. I'm no good with words, but I sincerely hope she was able to grasp what I was trying to say.
Meanwhile, it's the weekend and I'm kind of enjoying a lovely time with the new baby in the house. Will be sharing about him soon.
Happy Saturday everyone!
Photos are my own. 07102023/10:45ph