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Well, it was good to have Trevor call back in and pack his car with things to take back to Broken Hill. He was disappointed that some of what he had planned to take back had been taken by the men from the local Men's Shed that I had allowed to take tools. Unfortunately that included some of his! But when your children say no, they do not want what is in the garage Mum then I think that is what the answer is! Silly me. We were both sad that had happened but that's life. And one of the problems with decluttering when not everything about the place belongs to you.
We have had a lot of miserable rainy days this past week but I got the laundry done and the beds ready for the next lot of visitors. I got wet twice yesterday going to church. I went three times so no wonder really as it rained most of the day. With what Christians call Holy Week starting on Sunday it is a busy week church-wise. I will be there most days this week for some service or other and do have to do my home communions too. There are hospital visits to do too if I can find the time. Some of our older, beloved members will not see winter out I fear.
Messy Church yesterday was the usual chaos. I enjoyed sitting next to kids making Easter Baskets or a pot of flowers made of crepe paper and fastened to sticks, arranged in a cup of sand, Yes, the joys of children's handicrafts. It is good to see the boys sitting with a tongue just poking out concentrating on something to give Mum with her Easter egg. Kids do still love making something personal despite the fact that this is the techno age.
I am trying to finish a crocheted rug to take to Broken Hill with me for Lucas. Yes, it is time to update rugs I gave the grandchildren five years ago. Everyone has grown and now their feet stick out the bottom of the rugs and they want Granma to make bigger, longer, more stretchy rugs. I think we are going to need them this winter as it is looking like it could be a cold one. So I'm starting with Lucas's and Naomi's is next.
I am 18 months a widow now and really starting to feel the loneliness at night. I think it is possibly because we have just gone off daylight saving and so the days are shorter and the nights longer. But I also find that by 6pm the world has quietened down and I suddenly feel the need for companionship. Of course I have friends to reach out to via the phone or the computer but that is somehow not comforting. Like another widow said to me recently: "If only someone would ask me 'do you want a cup of tea dear' like Eric did." Yes I can really relate to that although in my case it was me doing the asking. But at least it was companionship, I sometimes failed to realise that at the time.
I have not been one for going out at night since probably 2005 when Ray had his fourth stroke but do remember now how nice it was to go out with friends or maybe to eat out somewhere special. There was that freedom after all the children finally left home and we were alone, Darby and Joan. It is good to think back to those days and remember going off in the car sometimes to dinners or a friend's house. Of course Ray when he was still working was also out and about and we seemed to have so many friends. That all disappeared with the strokes and our slow withdrawal from society.
I know for a fact those days are not coming back now I am a single. I am a widow, an older, single lady, the proverbial "fifth wheel". If I do join a social group that has evening events that might help but I hate the thought of driving somewhere alone on foggy winter nights. Maybe I will just get a stack of books and read my way through winter. And of course there are those bags of wool too.
As usual life takes a good deal of sorting out.
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