I've enjoyed a full and challenging day. The most noteworthy moment was a phone call from my cousin - which was a wonderful out-of-the-blue catch-up call. It was good to hear him and news of his family who live in mainland Europe.
I have been spending odd moments in recent weeks continuing to search out our family tree. In the middle of the conversation with my cousin I forgot to mention that the latest links I have found are deeper into our Jewish roots and are taking me to Lithuania! (Sadly only metaphorically just now!) It looks as though the original Wallmans (I still have a terrible urge to inclusify my name to Wallpeople!) travelled as refugees to Holland before again seeking sanctuary in the UK. I need to check my trail but this looks as though it's the right direction.
In between attempts to work for short period on indexing an MS, I went to an art therapy session. I felt very de-energised. As though I had arrived on the wrong day for a party. I couldn't concentrate and returned home out-of-salts. All my agenda, I suspect. I think it's probably something about going into the hospital. I am trying to live now and trogging in there sometimes feels as though it is counter my intuition. Today I wanted to stay home and get on with being me.
My partner went boat shopping while I was in my therapy session. I was unbelievably disappointed when he confessed he had only been joking when he said he had bought one. It was a Mr. Toad moment ("Poop! Poop!") I have always wanted a boat. I have added it to my wish list ... one day, when I am rich and infamous ... I will sail away.
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