Sunday
For over twenty years I lived alone much of time. Whether I liked that or not was irrelevant, I just lived alone. My life has always been very full of things that I choose to do.
Then David and I lived together, and I got used to his presence.
Now I can still fill in most of the time, but Sunday afternoons are hard.
Then David and I lived together, and I got used to his presence.
Now I can still fill in most of the time, but Sunday afternoons are hard.
On re-reading this yesterday on a particularly tough Sunday I remembered that it was enough just to be with David, reading or strolling or listening to music or just sitting, holding hands as we always did. Can I change that to it being enough to sit and enjoy the brilliant weather we are having his month? I did go over the the RCC and out for a short paddle then sat and watched the river and the sky. Then on the way home I saw a friend and we made a plan to go swimming this morning. That encounter energized me enough to actually cook, and eat, and go to bed before falling asleep at the computer. Got through another Sunday.
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