… so, so cold
… wearing two sweaters and two pairs of socks
… considering adding another layer
… drinking hot tea
… wondering when the day will start (it’s nine-thirty, but still so dark)
… knowing this is pretty much it, it won’t get lighter
… feeling weird because I’m not used to this anymore after only one year
… tired of a week of driving around visiting our girls and my parents
… but very happy to have seen them all (twice already)
… also tired of yesterday’s birthday (our youngest girl turned 27!). Her tiny living room was packed with people, but it was fun.
… trying not to think about how my parents are doing too much (they just keep going, but I know they are both running on reserves)
… looking forward to spending more time with them, because… well, this might be the last time I can
… also trying to ignore T.’s coughing (and his not so healthy-sounding breathing). At least now I’m really sure that for his health it was the right decision to move to Curaçao.
… remembering the really wonderful afternoon I spent with an old friend. A few years ago she lost both her parents in a very short time under similar conditions as mine are in (dad chronically ill, mom losing the fight with cancer). She also lost her husband last year and I felt really sorry for her. I was actually geared up to comfort her but instead, she managed to comfort me. She inspired me to get a grip on the things that will happen inevitably, both with my parents and T.
… trying to come up with a plan for the day. I know there is some work I need to do, but I can’t remember what
… considering to take it easy and curl up with a book, some knitting, and more hot tea
… wishing you all a great week