A Continuation of Reflections

4  of  9       Why this ad? Free eBooks  -  www.readingfanatic.com  - Download 1000's of Free eBooks, Get Reviews & More! Get App Last Night's Poem ..Extract from Omar Kayyam's Rubayat Inbox x John Lightbody 25 May (4 days ago) to  me The Rubyat of Omar Kaiyam AWAKE ! for Morning in the Bowl of Night Has flung the Stone that puts the Stars to Flight: And Lo ! the Hunter of the East has caught The Sultan's Turret in a Noose of Light. Dreaming when Dawn's Left Hand was in the Sky I heard a Voice within the Tavern cry, "Awake, my Little ones, and fill the Cup Before Life's Liquor in its Cup be dry." And, as the Cock crew, those who stood before The Tavern shouted -'' Open then the Door! You know how little while we have to stay, And, once departed, may return no more."...

I feel much better today. As I type I am enjoying the aroma of my Madeira Cake ( one of dad's favourite cakes) I enjoyed The Wind Rises a beautifully illustrated film. Brave and touching. I brought some Cava home after the cinema, on a school night too, I really felt I needed a lift, I was so down the last wee while. I have not had a glass of cava since Lucy's birthday.It was good we had a good long chat as we drank it and that was much needed we both felt the better of it, the chat and the cava. I had a facial with Beth yesterday, pure indulgence, it did me the world of good. I really loved meeting Lachlan last weekend, he is a little sweetheart, very contented wee soul. The whole family love him and it is lovely to see Geoff enjoying him too. Great as always to be with my sisters, always fun to be together. Harry was in good form to which makes a difference to our enjoyment . Sandra and I went to Lambhill to visit Mum's grave, at least where her ashes are, some...

Sometimes it is just too hard to play the glad game and be a Pollyanna. I had a weekend in Glasgow which was all wonderful yet very tiring, I could hardly keep my eyes opened on the journey home. I came home to John still in bed in and feeling rough with the cold and cough,Monday we had the health visitor, then a call to the doctor, essentially they can't do anything for this , or the sore muscles John has due to the coughing. I was trying to organise a workshop for Tuesday and cope with John. Frankly it is too much at times. I have to put deep heat on Johns aches, make up hot water bottles, run baths, wash sheets and PJs every day. I long for freedom, spontaneity, fun laughter long walks with someone nice, staying out late a weekend in Paris,romance. I got through the workshop which I loved and I got great feedback from all four participants,and that was good. But then , no big wheel which we had planned, second time we missed this due to John not feeling up to it, w...

This last week since John came back from London has been hard. He has had a very bad cold,and been in a bit more pain , back to taking the morphine, just a little. I feel a combination of worry, fear, irritation ,due to the extra demands made on me. It tires me being a Pollyanna , keeping the old pecker up, keeping the flat fresh and clean, the endless washing of the bedding and pyjamas. Medicine times to be remembered, medicine around in the kitchen, chair in the bath. When John was in London I lived very simply and the whole five days there was hardly a thing out of place, and just a little bit of underwear to wash through. I hear on the radio the terrible cost of care of the elderly, yet when you are a carer it is hardly acknowledged, certainly not paid for. I feel the strain on the finances, as well as my energy levels. All the trips to London, taxi's around Liverpool, trips away for me to a have a break.All has to be paid for , and of course I earn very  little nowad...