The remedies in the scars left here ... the best way forward and all that ... The shite left for me in others ways. The one prominent life style change out of all this in my innermost thoughts. The ToDo here on in. It is interesting indeed that the way each and everyone views upon stopping by in this boiling pot of anger. The rainbow of those emotions in here, stirred raw in bereft ...
.... the sunnier lift in spirit... now in the focus ...
Though each day now the shift in tide that too ebbs and flows inside a room behind a door .... The Gas upgrade kitchen boxes I never put back. A cousin cleared the space into the back bedroom .... I will no doubt get reunited with the replacement stuff I have made do without ... I can see them boxes now in a space to wade.
The whirlwind swirl of items given to replace, the stuff told to rescue of value in the designated clear back from temporarary ... The home of another .... and then the last room items when another Death came to clear those belonging too. This in with the muddle of establishing life, then the home of another cluttered kin and a Dad to rush to during various cancer treatments
... All added to the muddle of a life turned out of recognition...
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