Well, I don't know about you, but that's, what it's like for me.
Still: I managed to corner out my own slow time: every Sunday is my person-free summer. I do not have to meet anyone, phone anyone, do anything with anyone. This day belongs to me and to me only. And don't
I love it. Makes me quite cordial to the rest of the human race. Because not only time runs, my patience with human beings seems to run between my fingers. Ah well, that's what it is. It only means though, that I wnat my time without other human beings. I do like the pixellated once. They do, what I want, when I want them to. Mostly, that is.
Last week my colleague and I found, that christmas was only 6 months away. Now, Christmas in my religion is held on the 24th of Decembre. Christmas Eve. And even if I already wrote it, this is, how it goes:
On the 23rd, my Dad and I decorate the tree, while my Mom gives the finishing touches to the Herring Salad. Then she comes to review it and my Dad drives me home. On the 24th, we go to Service in the Afternoon, then meet at my parents, trying to get my Uncle to eat a lot, so he won't have enough appetite for the Herring Salad. Then the presents are given out and enjoyed, the salad with Bread and all that enjoyed and then we all drive home again. The next day or the day after, we met at one of my siblings houses, because not all my siblings are at my parents. My big brother usually has christmas at his home.
Now, we do not know of course, if this will be the same this year. My parents are getting older and so we will take over some of their works. Like preparing the Herring Salad. Or I won't pick the tree with my father, but with my oldest Nephew or some such thing. Rituals will change, that's how life goes. But then again, it is
good, as it is.
Oh, something entirely else and sad at that: my Godmother, who is my fathers older sister, had her fourth stroke, about two weeks ago and developed a inflamation of the lungs. She is not really concious either
and frankly, at the age of 91, she doesn't want to live on. Especially, as it seems, that she will stay the way she is now for the rest of her life, which does not seem to be long. Though 91 is old.
So, if you are at all into praying, could you give a prayer for her? Pray, the Lord will take her to him? I do know, that HE decides this things, but maybe if a lot of people pray for her, it helps. Or helps her to let go.
It is quite as likely, that she finds it hard to let got of life.
Now, this was religious and I do not generally write about religion, but this one is close to my hard, as I liked her, with all her faults. Mainly because she took me with all mine. And she was a generous person and very active. She travelled and met for coffee and until her second stroke she even met regularly with her schoolmates. And that was school in the 1930ies. So they were all very fit very long. But when my Aunt turned 90, there were only three left, including her. I think of about 20 women. She had a hard life, but a full one at that, at any rate, she does deserve a place in heaven in my eyes.
That was heavy stuff, wasn't it? First Christmas now age. So let's talk about travel. It fits, as she liked that.
Even though I haven't even embarked on my travels to England, I have already an idea for next years Holiday. I will go to Sweden by train. It will be Malmo via Hamburg. I have been in Sweden at the age of 17 with a group and it was lovely, but somehow then I travelled to other parts, so I thought, it would be nice to go back to Sweden and see it on my own. I haven't planned any further than that, though.
And, speaking of Sweden, this shouts out for some Astrid Lindgren and some of the songs in the films about her boos. So here goes. They may have been on here before, but I do not own them anymore, than then:
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