down of here again ... It takes awhile to get in the right place to travel ... I woke up and was adamant it was Wednesday, until finally bothering to check
I fly or not, through the home for the next batch of back to how I like it ... And then remember my initial TT of daily reminders of basic functions, my first ever care cordinator took the time to do in broken English ...
This happens with hoarding too busy for life. And for me of another and neglect easily one self in the daily care ... That most paramount basic of life that drifts off under the piles too ...
The take the time to wash, dress, eat and tidy from the evening before or our case the day before ... then I tackle the devastation like remnants ... I have had some odd ideas, one being the death day items I have not let go yet, that are private things from that godforsaken time, that I do not need reminding ... Yet I did ... I need to be ready to do that ... Do I really need to see it ... ? Just to bin it ... may be ... a day to do that and deal with the aftermath by getting to do something pleasurable
It is not staying or moving with me ....
The requirement of reinstatement of life before, in acknowledging the change from encumbering time, to a life beyond all that now in anew and more zesty now I can shake it all off
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