A new start

My parents returning to South Africa feels like, what I think must be, Empty Nest Syndrome.
Something out of the fabric of my home life, has been removed.
And I don't like it.

They sort of moved into our new house with us, and now they've gone.
We'll have to figure out our new space and way of life without them, all over again.

My eyes are puffy from all the crying yesterday and even my contact lenses were cloudy this morning (why is that???), but we have things we have to do to keep us busy, and I'm grateful for that.
Cleaning does wonders for an over-exerted mind and heart.

And I have a new book to occupy my mind:  Hella Winston's Unchosen, all about rebels in the Hasidic community.  
Right up my alley.

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