My uncle passed away last week, so instead of the MyGym class I had on our master schedule, I will be attending his funeral. He was always happy and seemed to really enjoy his life even as he spent the last decade (or more) quite sick with a significant oxygen requirement. Interestingly, he was one of the very first premature infants born in the 1940s with a birthweight under 2 lbs to survive!
I don’t think I ever heard him complain. He seemed grateful to still be here.
He went into renal failure and coded during (or maybe before) his very first dialysis was scheduled, and passed very quickly. They are local — in fact, his death occurred at the hospital where Josh works. So, we will be attending the funeral.
We lost Josh’s grandmother this year and our nanny lost her mother (heartbreaking). I hope that 2020 is a healthier one. It’s cliche, but his passing reminds me of how precious each day really is. Our lives are finite and unpredictable.
SO, did I make the most of yesterday?
We spent 2 hours at the playground (weather was windy but the perfect temperature) and then met up with a friend of Annabel’s for lunch. I was excited to make a new friend (the mom) and then they had an epic playdate while I took G&C home.
There was a little tiff at the end between the two of them (understatement as you might imagine) but I think everything is at peace now and we will be having them over next weekend!
During the playdate, I put G down for her nap and told C he could watch a movie, so he enjoyed The Grinch Stole Christmas while I read some of my new book and took a nap. It was pretty glorious. I have been embracing the nap lately but I still suck at waking up from them! I probably need to make them shorter; mine was about 75 minutes long.
We drove to pick A up, stopped at the library so I could get my hold (Station Eleven!) and then we had leftover soba noodle salad for dinner. Then baths / bedtime / etc. G was in bed at 7:30 and A/C around 8:30. I am going to try to keep our schedule relatively consistent during his break rather than letting it drift super late as we have during other stretches of time off. It would be different if Josh was off, but since I’m mostly running the show I want bedtime to be predictable and relatively early.
PS: I also started reading Red White and Royal Blue (because I wanted a book on my phone too) and I already love it; it reminds me of the writing style in Crazy Rich Asians. Pure candy.
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Thank you for your posts! Love!
Loving the daily posts as well!
We have also had our share of seven year old drama at chez omdg. I think it’s the age when it starts. I’m just glad that Dylan seems to be happy anyway, and (relatively) unfazed by all of it. She doesn’t seem to hold grudges and moves on pretty quickly. I was always too sensitive at that age (probably still am).
I hope you like Station Eleven!
Station Eleven is sooooooo good! One of those books that you never really forget. I may read it again.
Earlier bedtimes are key to survival! My two year old has been loving earlier bedtimes lately because of all the late nights due to holiday stuff, he just cannot seem to catch up.
If you like Station Eleven, you will looooove Severance by Ling Ma – stunning novel with a similar post-apocalyptic plot interspersed with the heroine’s previous life (millennial office/relationship drama in NYC)- highly recommend!