Saturday 13th January 2024
Two years ago my dad died. It feels so long ago in many ways due to all my travels and bed swapping. But the annual cyclic memory makes me think back to him and I see the few photos of him and they make me smile. I'm not sad about losing him, which feels strange but in a way it feels like we 'lost' him years before, when his Alzheimers took hold. I realised then that I was processing my grief before his physical body left us. He lived a good life and left a legacy of which I'm proud to be part of.
That feels like a somber post, and in spite of the anniversary, I had a pleasant day. I caught up with my Reflexology friend, Pat, who I met in 1997. She mentioned to how different a person I am now as to who she met those years ago. My 31 year old self shy, quiet and very self conscious. Sometimes it's useful to hear these things because I feel just the same, but I'm not. Her talking like that felt she was talking about someone else.
We had a laugh or three and talked about our plans for the year. Let's just say that she has a clearer picture of what's on her agenda than I do. My calendar is still vague and non commital, as my 'living in the moment' slows me down from planning too far ahead, haha.
I had a nap during the afternoon storm and the power cut and woke up wondering what it was. It has a Friday feel to it today, I don't know why. The South African schools return this coming week so perhaps my internal calendar will settle down with that, but maybe not.
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