Easter Rising
Had breakfast with the brothers at Brunelli’s Good Friday. That was good.
Beachwalked beside the Dunes in the afternoon in golden light, thoughts jiggling like gold coins in my head.
Saturday bumped into an old school friend at Café Boulevard. Coffee and cakes. Prostrate Cancer. Dementia. The Crosses we have to carry.
In the evening Tina, my granddaughter, phoned from Brisbane. Filled me in with all their shenanigans helping the homeless — there’s a podcast coming up —and drew me out with mine. Caught the last fifteen minutes of ‘Alone’ Whew.
Looks like Sunday morning’s arrived. Easter service this morning with Pentecostal Peter and Ed. Old times then dinner with my daughter, my ex and BIG extended family including Nonna who is 95. Will fit in a rest before that.
Monday will see my sister in the Nursing Home. Still not mobile BUT she has come a long way. No signs of Parkinson’s, no signs of dementia, she has shed her moroseness, and has recovered her mirth. She is the sister I used to know, She lifts my spirit.
I will thank Jesus for the changes he has made to my life. I am a happier person, more fulfilled, more friends. We all have a friend in Jesus.
I hope you all have a happy Easter.
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