Thursday morning

Sarah’s family is preparing for a beach visit. Preparing is often the greater part of time spent on an upcoming event. Eileen made pancakes this morning. Although yesterday was not painful it seems to have drained me physically.

I was imagining a cumbersome piece of rubber that would go round my torso but of course it was all cyber in creation. It took about an hour.

Mark called yesterday. He was just holding back from “bothering us.” I promised to call him more often.

It has really helped having Sarah around. She drove yesterday.

The group has left and it’s strangely quiet. I was not looking forward to their leaving but now I feel deflated.

I had a run in with Alice this morning. She was screaming in the kitchen and had been screaming all morning. I yelled at her a bit irrationally and she screamed even more. I talked to Sarah about it later and she said that it was hard to be rational when a little kid is screaming. I did not feel better about it. Later when they were leaving, Alice turned to me in her silky toddler voice and said “I’ll miss you granpa.”


2 thoughts on “Thursday morning

  1. Getting caught up. Sending all positive thoughts to you for your well-being.
    FYI, based on some art things you posted on FB a while back, I was able to find a great book about Gertrude Abercrombie for the most perfect gift for a long-time friend. I think she might be her in a different lifetime. Thank you for always sharing things. You are a gift and I truly hope you tolerate treatment well and triumph over all of this.
    Love you!!

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