Saturday, February 16, 2019

Out my bedroom window I see my neighbor, the father of two small kids.  He is chasing his toddler up the street as she is making an escape.  His tartan bathrobe flying behind him.  He catches the errant child and carries her back to the house.  The wind is blowing and rain is ready to descend on us all.

I am without heat and light, Day 4 with no end in sight. Friends offer all kinds of help but I am unwilling to abandon my cold house. This morning the sun came out and will warm up my home.  I spend time at the library to charge my IPhone and computer.  I check my email.  My hands are warming up. My body and mind are slowing down, harder to make decisions and make plans.  I tell everyone I am fine and I am fine but still it is difficult.