I had not ventured out the door since Saturday evening ... Despite my planned charity trips ... I was side tracked ... with de-cluttering and going through the belongings shared once with my now deceased husband ...
This evening I needed to get some milk and the planned celebratory food. I also had some updates to do on those modern contraptions. I am still on pay as you go, WiFi. For reasons from what my husband did in his deterioration of mind... He was undiagnosed ... he had the start of psychosis ... loss of reality ...
The legacies of time and deed ... no one asked or knows about ... silently about me ...
On entering the bitter cold, when I had opened the door into the evening outside, when most people were now in the warm with hopefully warming food now in their stomachs, I went out. The moon crescent shining brightly in the now dark sky. I passed the florist where tomorrow I hope to buy a single bloom to lay where my hubby now rests. The window display now decorated with Valentines Day to come. It looked good again. There is always something interesting to look at, and usually elegantly done.
How I knew it was cold, my hands were freezing by the end of my outing ... I forgot to put my gloves on, again. And on the return journey home from the shop ... the gritting lorries with their flashing lights were out and about. My internal heating is still in overdrive.
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