Saturday, March 10, 2007
Yesterday I had to take off my long underwear. I've been layering my clothing for weeks and by mid-morning was uncomfortably warm. It was almost unsettling to have to re-configure my morning attire. Guess I'm a creature of habit. Of course the upshot is the astonished awareness that, by golly - Spring is going to make it. We're going to make it.
My dearest one is scheduled for gender-specific surgery in two weeks. After open-heart surgery and a few other niggling concerns, it's not a happy-go-lucky time here for us.
Our son flies in from Boston today to attend his Grandma's funeral. No. My husband isn't getting a break. His mother died yesterday morning after several years in a nursing home close to her daughters.
I can't tell you (but you understand) how that little clump of daffodil leaves in front of the snow bank - lifted my spirits. It's been a long winter hasn't it?