Last night we switched off
the tele, got some drinks, put on some music – French chansons - & got down
to chuntering. This is the second night running. The only difference being on
Thursday night we put on Nina Simone instead. We haven’t done much of this this
year. We’ve just been so tired, so drained, all we’ve felt up to doing is
staring at the box.
Our conversation inevitably
went to France. We can’t help being struck by what a good holiday in the French
Alps we had last September. We suspect it’s what has kept us going through this
traumatic period.
We’re even beginning to
think that maybe another holiday should be contemplated. We’ve no idea where to
& we’re certainly not rushing. I don’t expect we’ll be away for more than a
couple nights this side of the autumn. However, we are beginning to feel it’s
maybe time to at least consider the matter & where to go.
All this I take as a
positive sign, a sign that we’re getting back to normal. All I really need is
confirmation that my health is back to its normal self, the cancer is at bay once
more & we can get back to living life.
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