Can you imagine a newsreader saying: “There are no news tonight. And now the weather.”? Not really. And yet, my best friend’s father remembered a day where exactly this happened.
Was the newsreader right? Was there, indeed, a day when nothing happened? vI feel that there are days when what moves me is so important that anything else disappears into the background. Our really good friends from Spain arrived today to visit for a few days – an absolute highlight! Pádraig had an excellent hour of music therapy.This morning, we did exercises we hadn’t done in a good while. Yet the one outstanding hour was in the presence of a good friend who had died. Another person, the third since before Christmas, who was very close to us and passed away.
I’ll leave you for now and wish us a restful and peaceful night!