Friday, December 26, 2025

     I wake up in the dark, early morning, snuggled under my warm comforter. I slowly realize I am old, really old and it is not going to get better.  All the plans to do stuff are just a distraction from being alive now in an old body.  I breathe this awareness in and breath it out.  My skin is old and falling apart now as well as the rest of my body. I get up, turn on the heater and put together my coffee and cereal breakfast. The others in the house are still asleep.

     Several times the young folks recommend K-pop DEMON HUNTERS on Netflix for us all to watch.  Nope, not me. However, on Christmas Day we watch this animated frenetic show. They are laughing, I don’t understand most of the jokes or story. I am old, not young at heart anymore. I stay for the whole movie.

     Earlier I turn on TRAIN DREAMS, a netflix movie. A slow moving beautiful show. Soon I am watching it by myself. I am not surprised. And yet we all find a rhythm together. I have a good time with my family and friends.  

     We are in the midst of several storms, howling winds, rain, squalls, thunder, lightning, and sunshine coming and going. Most of the town lost electric power several days ago. My home is spared.

 

Thursday, December 25, 2025

     The wind howls through the night, A new type of intense storm for me. sporadic loud rain and wind all night. Now the sun is out but the wind is still here. I am hesitant to look outside for damage.  We still have power. I invite friends to my house for heat and meals and recharging devices and batteries.

     We have a calm warm Christmas Eve dinner. Six of us. The tall man cooks the food. The roommate provides music while baking cookies. The two talented young adults join in the conversation, and wash dishes. And of course, the cute dog, upset with the storm, stays on the lap of the dog lover. Wonderful evening. And me, nobody expects me to do anything.

     After dinner is over and most have left we watch PEEING FOR CANCER on Youtube, a stand up comedian talks about his cancer journey.  A good choice by the young adults. We leave the curtains open to watch the wind storm outside.

    No plans for Christmas day. Maybe a drive around town to check out the damage.

 

Wednesday, December 24, 2025

     The wind howls through the night with interludes of intense rain, On a trip to the bathroom at 4am, my feet get wet. A new leak.  I turn on the lights and reposition the bucket to catch the leak.  In bed I can hear several different dripping sounds, most are outside. Once again, I am annoyed with myself for not figuring out how to fix the yearly skylight leaks.

      Outside the wind has messed with the potted plants, some are upside down and smashed on the deck and patio. This is only day one of the expected huge storm. My neighbor’s power is out but we are still good. My new heater is blowing strong this morning.

     We watch the last episode of PLURIBUS, What a surprise ending. Also start watching THE BIG C on Netflix. An older series about a dysfunctional family dealing with cancer. Sounds grim but it is quite funny and clever.

     My daughter returns a bunch of the library books. And there are more waiting to be picked up. I am so grateful for the continuing help of the personal librarian friend.  I am now reading THE LIBRARIANS, a murder mystery by Sherry Thomas.