Monday, August 18, 2025

     A treat to see the stars shinning through the skylight when I am in bed. And this morning for the second time, sun light fills the house. Summer is coming.

     We sit in the living room, through the morning, talking about our lives. My brother and I and his wife. I am afraid we will run out of topics, but not true. I am reminded of how we are connected to each other. We definitely come from the same family.

      My sister and I visit frequently and we have patterns of talking and watch interesting TV shoes in the afternoon. I introduced her to THE PITT and LUDWIG, both fabulous shows. She has helped me many times during these years of cancer treatments.

     I have started another book by Elly Griffiths, THE LAST WORD. And I am continuing BROTHERS EMANUEL. I realize even as a child I would retreat from the noisy family to read by myself.  A life long pattern. I have given up on harsh judgements of our various family traits.