David has left me with one of his bad habits. Every morning since we married he got up very early indeed...some mornings it was five am but more often around six...
He said it was a habit started when as a working builder he had to be on site for seven o'clock or thereabouts! It was a habit only broken when he became seriously ill. Indeed it was one of the signs I heeded that all was very much amiss with him...
In better times he got up, went downstairs to let Crispin out, and always brought me a glass of orange juice to wake up to!
Now it has become my habit...I have no dog to let out but I still open the front door to take my first breath of sweet Cornish air before returning to bed with my glass of juice!
This is very annoying but it does mean I am abreast of all the world news and the latest approaching rain and wind!
Sitting up in bed listening to radio 4 whilst it's still dark is not my idea of bliss but for the moment it seems to be my lot in life....so be it!
I am now very well informed....but this just gives me time to worry about what the next step should be...I can and do still weep at the drop of a hat...for as many problems are solved, more appear every day... I shall never have sorted out all the details to everyone satisfaction but I am making progress in some directions!
The signs of Spring appear daily. Great buds sit on all the trees, the camellias are out, the new path means my feet are dry....and I am still chatting to my darling David as I go.....things could be worse....I think!