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Thursday, May 23, 2019

I have been miserable and somewhat under the weather at least half the month since we left Kona. My lungs are clear - my knee shows no arthritis or degeneration - yet here I am coughing and aching . The doctor called it the six week cough. Lovely ! At least the sun is out now. I will walk home from the salon where I sit now waiting for my turn. There is no rhyme or reason to any of the above and I will simply tough it out. Carryon, Chin up. It’s bound to ease up. I’ll be out in brilliant sun in half an hour, wild Hawaii hair tamed. Walking always makes my knee feel better. Bonus. We will be on the road this time next week, and it will be a weekend of mixed emotions for me. Big family two day party should be fun except for the ex wife and her odd attitude toward me. I will not respond to the passive aggressive comments . I always think of how I might have responded. Clever retorts after the fact. Basically I keep a low profile at these family shindigs which can be very uncomfortable for me. I like to think I would never be that insensitive and I certainly will never make a remark about anyone’s clothes, hair, or ( heaven forfend ) weight. On the following sunday my sister, brother and I will have our mini reunion. Hopefully at a Greek restaurant over a healthy Village salad on the patio enjoying the parade of elegant Montrealers passing by. No question, the city has a flair for style. And amazing food. At least it was when we were last visiting , over two years ago before my husband had to stare down an invasive cancer. I’m off to peruse the shops along Yonge, the mid town artery, and maybe I can pick up a pretty blouse or something cheerful to dress up my ultra conservative wardrobe. Most of my clothing is athletic wear, predominantly black... or business casual ( grey ) Time to break loose methinks. And then we will be driving along Lake Champlain, through the Green Mountains and cross into New Hampshire. Finally Maine. I have made this drive so many times I know every turn, every rest area, and recognize the farms along our route. It’s a pilgrimage in a way. I will have lots of pictures to share.
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