I have settled down now...I have made friends, met a couple of old ones, and I know I can do it...
For the first few days I stuck to the routines established with David on our trips. Now though encouraged by the people on my table at suppertime I am exploring new places and activities..
Occasionally something catches me unawares...and I fight back the tears. This morning at breakfast a doctor was talking about dementia and how it was often confused with the symptoms of brain tumour...he looked at me and realised...no need for me to speak..he got it.
Tomorrow is the last day of this leg of the cruise and almost all the people I've got to know and like are leaving. I am getting ready for a new set of people....
Reaching New York we have a day when those of us continuing still have to get through immigration. I have now done this several times...in a draughty shed in Brooklyn. Last time I was waved through with the words, "Lady, you have a powerful friend" He had seen the Rev on my passport. David got through fast too but some did not!
Whatever Monday brings it is taking my mind off last Christmas which was simply hell on earth...I did however wake up weeping this morning...I am not aware of what triggered it but the tears were real as is the grief...one step forward, several backwards right now! I shall take a big hanky to the interdenominational service this morning!
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