Life is Life

I have not blogged for a while.
The Hubby and I , and indeed , our entire family has been in mourning, our very very dearest friend has died.
So, I couldn't blog because I was too upset to blog, and althought I wanted to say something about this experience, I couldn't.
I couldn't blog about the death, because it was just too hard.
I couldn't blog about anything else because everything else seemed just too trivial in comparison.

But, if we learn nothing else, we learn that life goes on, as much as we would love to "Stop the Clocks" , nope, we can't.

I have realised that I am not at all afraid of death.
I have seen how it works, and apart from anything else, as an atheist, I have no fear of being judged and then either punished or rewarded accordingly.
Don't have to worry about purgatory.
I don't have to worry about being reincarnated as an earwig.


The part of death I don't like, is the people that I love who may die.
I know they will be sad if I die , but I won't know anything about it.
But I cannot envisage my life without The Hubby.

So, I am just going to ignore all this, and Keep Calm and Carry on, as the Poms  say.

Normal Blogging Service will resume shortly.

Housework

Being, as I am, in a delicate post op state, lugging around vacuum cleaners and buckets of water is  not recommended. Somebody has to do this. It turns out that somebody is not going to be The Hubby.
For the first time since my broken ankle, I have a maid.
His name is Pete.
He is a dab hand with the Dyson.
He doesn't do ironing, but does do windows.

I think I shall ask him if he will come back tomorrow  and mow the lawn.