It's been a year since my dad died, as of today.
We just got a phone call; Hub's cousin passed away. His cousin's husband actually, but close enough.
Almost managed an entire year without death or destruction.
This won't help you feel better, but take a look at it anyway.
Reading: The Eleventh Mountain, Paulo Coelho; The April Walrus (cover to cover, as usual); The Art of Attention: The Poet's Eye, Donald Revell.
Writing: Two papers to finish my current course, journalling, work papers.
Knitting: a very simple pullover out of Manos, a blue and orange palette.
Drinking: The Macallan Elegancia 12-year old.
Who I am
- Hilary
- Human being, mother, scientist, sometimes writer, partner, best friend, regular friend, knitter, sometimes housecleaner, cook, martyr, chauffeur, people-watcher, judge, editor, entertainer, philosopher, fashion critic. Currently collecting a salary. Recently treated for invasive lobular carcinoma. It sucked. email systematic.absences (at) gmail (dot) com ... fill in the appropriate bits.
1 comment:
completely off the subject... I had to let you know how much I enjoyed your comment on Yarn Harlot yesterday. Great retort!
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