More snow came down during the night. Now it is raining, outside is a big wet slush.
I am glad that I have no errands out of the house today. And tomorrow…. tomorrow I’m off to Europe!
First stop London, where I’ll spend a day with Christine, one of my dearest friends. Christine and I were neighbors when we both lived in an idyllic cul-de-sac where in almost every other house there lived a child or more.
Christine’s children were Edward and Tom. Tom was Andrew’s dearest childhood friend. Together they spent hours playing with Lego or in our attic playing with the big train set.
Oh the wonderful memories… I feel like crying… so, moving swiftly on… where was I… Oh yes; I’ll spend a day in London, from there I’ll fly to Milan and spend a couple of days with one of my Aunts and cousins and then off to Sicily!!!!!
I am hoping, praying, that I’ll spend twelve blessed days in Sicily. It has been a long time since I’ve been to Sicily in Winter, I wonder what it will be like.
Will I see my beautiful kitten again? How much will she have grown? Kittens, puppies… have this disconcerting habit of growing fast, you literally cannot turn around without them growing.
Oh, and the pigeons, what will the pigeons’ coos say in winter? Will their coos be about Cucuzze (zucchine), Andrew or a more seasonal thing like… carciofi (artichokes) or maybe, finocchio (fennel) ?
I started to write this post this morning I was interrupted by a phone call and then… then the day run out of hand.
What was it I said about not having any errands today? Well I didn’t have any errands, but then my friend Elizabeth needed a ride to pick her car up from the mechanic, and given that she is lending me her adaptor and converter so that I can use my laptop and cell phone in Europe, I gave her the ride (I would have anyway).
When I got back I did some laundry, the last load before I go, I ironed every shirt that had been washed and as of now there isn’t a single thing in the laundry or the ironing baskets.
I have been looking forward to this trip for weeks. I have been wanting to get away for a while, why then, on the eve of this well deserved break, I feel all at sixes and sevens?
Why the unpleasant knot in the pit of my stomach?
I want to feel well, well, well!
I want to feel as happy and joyful as I did earlier in the day.
Please… you… beast, leave me alone now. Please, let me be at Peace.
Once in Italy I will not have regular internet access, but I will write as soon and as often as I can.
Please wish me well.
Lots of love