Oof, guys, tough week! For me, at least. I hope yours was OK.
My mother’s condition has progressed, we are talking and thinking about what to do. This requires reading and writing emails, making phone calls, driving places, occasionally swallowing hard as tears show up from nowhere. It’s a little bit like having half your self in another world. (I imagine but how would I know?)
And then that other world starts lobbing sharp things through a dark but brilliant window. You just can’t know or predict.
Some may have noticed I’m not very present in the blogosphere at the moment. I apologize. I am sure that being the good people you are you understand but I regret it anyway. I thought if any of you bloggers had written a post recently that you’d like to share here, you might add a link in the comments below. I am sure there’s good stuff to read out there.
I’m taking pleasure in the variegated foliage of hydrangeas, flowers in pots on my back patio, siblings, tea. Weeding, pork adobo, husband, cineraria. Quiet morning house. The sounds of birds, even loud crows. The clicks of my keyboard. Arias on Pandora.
Have a wonderful weekend.