Another strange week…
By the weekend, my stomach was feeling better, so I went back to yoga.
Got together for the first time with the extended family. We celebrated a few December birthdays, and talked about my brother’s memorial service.
Went on another long walk in Corte Madera and listened to how good it felt to walk, simply walk, nothing more in the brain, nothing less in the heart.
Monday The Parents and I were proud of ourselves for making dinner. Dad barbecued, mom steamed veggies and cooked rice, I sauteed tofu. This was only the second time in 16 days that we’ve cooked for ourselves….
…By Wednesday we were tired of cooking and ordered out again.
My brother was cremated on Tuesday.
My mom and I had a spa day: yoga, facials and massage. It felt strange to enjoy things.
Yesterday we got final details for the ceremony ready, today I have to get ready my speech (I still have not written a damn word of what I’m going to say for the Saturday service), and tomorrow we ready our hearts.
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