in for a tune-upAlthough I didn't particularly take these on as a Lenten action, it did seem entirely appropriate during the early part of the week that I found a couple of very necessary people in my life: a spiritual director and a dentist.
Now one of these is much more fun to go visit than the other. A mere 20 minutes away from our home is a small monastery of Sisters of St. Benedict, out on the plains. It was chilly and rainy, with gorgeous clouds and that kind of dark sunshine you get mixed with rain. And the monastery cat gave me the full figure eight treatment. All good signs for a place I look forward to returning to again.
Tuesday's visit was much less scenic, although in the end a pleasant surprise. I seem to have found myself a genuinely friendly dentist with a gentle chairside manner (and big bay windows in front of the chairs--bonus). And the problem I thought I was having was much, much less than I feared (I was imagining abscesses and extractions).
A fitting bookend to a weekend of rest and birthday celebrations (and yes, photos coming soon. . .)