Things can change

I spent the day in pain.
I was so clever as to start doing body squats on Thursday and paid the price.
I'm in bad shape.
Baaaaaad shape.

But I keep whining over petty things, while people are fighting to just live a wee bit longer.
To stay with their loved ones, to see their kids grow, to have their llittle families be together for a while longer.
This afternoon, the husband took Son#1 and #2 to a museum close to the German border.
I tried calling and calling, but no answer.
And I know it might be because my dad passed away 8 weeks ago, but I felt frantic at the mere thought that they might have been in an accident.
Frantic.

Tonight I gave all the boys loooong kisses, snuggled next to the husband while watching cheesy Xmas movies.
Ignorant in the uncomplicatedness of it all.
The normalcy.

Roos, I don't know you, might never meet you, but if you need anything I would so like to help.
It's there if you need it.



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