Another strong woman passed over. Her kids are such wonderful human beings. She did well. Being there for a friend like he was there for me. I hope I made a difference. Black velvet. Some promises should be broken especially for a such a profound event.
Black truffle flavoured potato chips. Slowing down & taking care of myself. A series that managed to get my attention. Especially the start.
The song J sang for the Ash Wednesday mass. Moving. A smile from the priest on seeing me at church. Not going to service alone. Such pleasure.
Several different, difficult changes. So glad it worked perfectly. Stopping at a different pet shop in town and being amazed by it’s size and variety. I might get me a birdhouse. The aroma of Anglo-Indian Roast. hmmm….
Returned to Church after several weeks. Felt good to get rid of the anger and see the compassion of God instead. A gauntlet was thrown over migas. Challenge accepted. Spring has sprung. Loved parking little Dhano right under a fully blooming almond tree.
Finding out their favourites without them uttering a word. A group video call with the sweetest cousins one could hope to have. Taking in the sunshine and a pint. Gossamer goddess…. I like the name.
A pep talk from my hairdresser on how to get on with my life. Her joy at seeing my hair coloured and her promise to wear the same colour. Hair of Gold! I’ll remember that. Kids singing picnic songs while linking arms and walking along.
Taught again. After a long, long time. Felt good. Surprised a cousin by calling her. Felt good to talk with someone genuinely interested in me. An apology from my sis on how they used to treat me when I was younger.
Genuine happiness shown at my progress. My doctor, a friend and my cousins. Chocolate cake… A huge portion of it eaten in a way that expressed such innocence. Elevator speeches 🙂
Cousins who called just like that to make sure I’m ok. Many chances to whoo hoo. Joie de vivre it was referred to. Instead of a regular concert, they switched to acoustic and sang the night away. The bar filled up, but I’ll always remember that the concert started for me. Sneak peeks. Beautiful.
