Happy Easter to those who celebrate – Happy Sunday to those who don’t – and Happy “Congrats! You made it through another day today, and a holiday to boot!” to those in deep grief. Im blogging at 9pm at night tonight, because its the first chance Ive had to sit and write something today. This morning I had to have a covid test early in the morning, at the local hospital, because they require that 2 days before a colonoscopy, and yes, you guessed it – Im having a colonoscopy on Tuesday morning. Its my first one ever, since I turned 50 yrs old in September and this is one of those joys of turning 50. So I had to go do that, then headed over to my parents house where my brother and my niece and nephew were gathered for Easter dinner, which was actually Easter lunch because we met up at 11am, the only convenient time for everyone. Since Im on a 4-day pre-surgery restricted diet, I could not eat most of the food that was offered today, so I ate my bland food instead. Tomorrow is the official prep day where I can only have liquids, but now they have this whole dietary plan you have to do for days before that even. Anyway, saw my niece and nephew, hung out with family, then got home later today. Now sitting down to write this.
It was a mellow Easter, to say the least. We sat around and watched the Red Sox game, we laughed some, and we helped my mom and dad continue to organize things for their upcoming move soon. They are hopefully moving to Cape Cod in a few weeks, if the sale of their own house goes through, which has been a challenge. They will no longer be 10 minutes away, and will instead be a 2 hour drive away, which will be very tough to get used to, but life goes on and we all continue to make adjustments as necessary.
I dont have much to say tonight, other than Im not religious, Easter has never been a HUGE deal, but we still do celebrate in my family, and Don always enjoyed this holiday. I miss him a lot. I miss hearing him laugh and talk to me , and I miss laughing with him. I still and often long to have a cup of coffee with him and just shoot the shit about the way of the world, everything thats going on, all of it. I just miss him, dammit. Our kitties are getting so old, and Sammy is getting weaker, his time is limited. All of our time is limited I suppose, but its different when you can feel the end near. Every morning I check to make sure he is breathing, and when I pet him, I linger for longer just in case its the last time.
Happy Easter / Sunday / Getting through day – give yourself credit for wherever you are today.
Its going to be okay.
