SUNDAY EVENING IN AUGUST

 

saf iin tutu

Another day done. The Kids came and loaded a huge load on the truck and trailer. izzy’s beloved couch went and the recliners. I am in Farewelling. I have Farewelled before and it does me good. It cost $50 to take the stuff to the tip.

Natalie and Sophie came and we all visited for a time. Sophie had beautiful things for Saffy and they used the Slate for a time. Sophie gave her a pink tutu.

Then Natalie gave me a massage and I almost fell to pieces again. We talked, We have known one another for a very long time. On and Off.

And then, in the afternoon, I slept.

 

 

clarz and saf tutu

 

It surprises me that so many people find the grief so shattering. They want me through there quickly. Not these good close people but some others. I am no so afraid of the dark place and I REALLY dislike the generic formulae of how to do this thing.

I call it the Woolworths Syndrome. As if it were the Only Shop in town.

I mourn. I shatter. I walk through dark places of the Spirit and I see the beauty of tutus and little girls . I see the courage and devastation in my children and the wonderful help of IMM.

DSCF0735And soon , I shall sleep some more.

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