Yesterday I put away my Florence Nightingale attire. My friend with the new hip is now able to get around on his own. No crutches in the house and only one when he is out walking. And yesterday he drove the car for the first time. So now things are back to normal and Lotte and I are in our own home again.
It has been an interesting three weeks, split between two houses, but mostly spent at his house. And it’s very strange to have to consider another person when I am making plans. After all I have been on my own for 14 years.
Yesterday was also the day that I decided to get all my Christmas shopping done. And in one store. Our local department store had a special Christmas shopping day – for every $100 spent one gained a $25 voucher to spend in the store before Christmas. So now I have the shopping completed and all these vouchers to spend on me. But wait, because they were so busy there was no gift wrapping so that is the next thing on the list.
Yesterday a US Government jet spotted at Wellington Airport was carrying a senior spook, although Prime Minister John Key, who is in charge of intelligence services, is not saying why. He confirmed the plane was carrying an US intelligence official who met a New Zealand spy. The visitor was ‘‘obviously pretty senior’’ given he or she had come in an US Government plane.
The plot thickens.
Yesterday a year ago I was thinking and writing about Dawna Markova. She it was who wrote the poem “I Will Not Die” in 1980s when she was facing a life-threatening illness. The poem appears in the book of the same name. Click here to read an excerpt.
And in case you are interested here is the link to last year’s post – I Will Not Die .
Yesterday we learned that Kate Middleton aka the Duchess of Cambridge has been hospitalised with severe morning sickness. Oh how well I remember those dreadful mornings. But the world wasn’t kept up to date and informed on my dealings with the dreaded sickness, nor on the progress of my pregnancies.
So while we rejoice for the young, happy couple we can feel for them that they will not be able to enjoy this wonderful time out of the media spotlight. Well of course, whether it is a boy or a girl the child will be numbered in line for the throne of England.
Yesterday We learned that two Guinness World Record holders had died; one the oldest person and the other the tallest woman.
116-year-old woman listed by Guinness World Records as the oldest living person anywhere around the globe died on Tuesday in a nursing home in the US state of Georgia, soon after having her hair done. Besse Cooper died peacefully at the Park Place nursing home in Monroe, Georgia, according to her son Sidney Cooper. Looking good to the end Bessie. Congratulations.
And news reports from China say Yao Defen died in November in her home town in the eastern province of Anjui. She was the world’s tallest woman measuring 2.33m. Her height was the result of a tumour and by the age of 13 she was 1.85m tall. Her family put her in a circus to supplement their meagre income. What a sad life she must have had.
And just because I like the song here’s Yesterday by the Fab Four – Oh how young they (and we) were then.
“I will not die an unlived life.
I will not live in fear
of falling or catching fire.
I choose to inhabit my days,
to allow my living to open me,
to make me less afraid,
to loosen my heart
until it becomes a wing,
a torch, a promise.
I choose to risk my significance,
to live so that which came to me as seed
goes to the next as blossom,
and that which came to me as blossom,
goes on as fruit.”