Last night I tried to write a blogpost, something to go in-between the Friday 5 posts, but life had different things in storage for me. The last 5 days were emotionally charged. There were family gatherings like a 30-not-married-anniversay, or a family bbq, my (our) 18th wedding anniversary, sleeping at an hotel, Patrick’s nan’s passing, writing, listening to music, doctor’s appointments, planning which classes to attend in th fall (40 hours per school year are mandatory), today’s funeral, a broken dishwasher and so on and so forth. Nothing extraordinary and yet, everything loaded with memories and meaning, with emotions too.

Next week will be another quiet one, thought it will be without any social obligations.

It was all a bit much, to be honest. But in the end it will be okay. The end is just a beginning.