A UK Bank Holiday ...
We have not had much thinking about this weekend. The flurry of activity in the months of March and April ... when one is dying and die. This weekend came upon us ...
This week last, started with a thanksgiving service for the life of my mum in law ... On the following day we continued on with the task of clearing the legacy left of hubbys last months in clutter left behind ... with all the muddle that continued with another home ...
A ruthless clear out ... with two others ... to continue on in gettting this home into a manageable function of life ...
A ruthless clear out ... with two others ... to continue on in gettting this home into a manageable function of life ...
... this ruthlessness ... continued the next day with two of us ...
This day followed getting out in three areas to take items back to Dartford Salvation Army from the funeral. A trip to Eltham to lay a bloom where father in law is at rest. His anniversary falling the same week his wife was cremated.
We finished off this day at Bluewater.
On Friday more goodbyes when daughter headed off for a retreat in Bristol with our cousin, after our breakfast together. ...
For now ... back to one ... left to continue on yet again to get this home functioning in light and bright... from the darkness that fell upon it ...
Yet even more vividness of light revealed again this week. The layers of time revealed the wall space ... I now feel yet again in a different place ... Wow ...
It speaks volumes again ... when one enters from room to room ...
Yet even more vividness of light revealed again this week. The layers of time revealed the wall space ... I now feel yet again in a different place ... Wow ...
It speaks volumes again ... when one enters from room to room ...