Finally. Finally, I think it's safe to say the winter is over, at least outside. Although it snowed in higher elevations two days ago, it is on the way to 80 degrees today. If I may be dramatic, (and why not, this is my long-neglected space) the winter in my soul is melting away too.
Several years of a deepening depression culminated this past February when my father died. It was sudden, unexpected, and very peaceful- for him anyway! He was tired and went to bed early. My mother went to check on him, he sighed and went- I think he waited for her.
So, it was a tougher winter than usual all around. Ms M has declared that she cannot deal with another New England winter of gray and gloom, and is making plans to move to Virginia. Sectaurs is contemplating a move as well. Thank goodness my doctor upped my anti-depressants and checked my vitamin D levels. Getting that back to normal has helped a lot.
Anyway J and I visited Ms M and Mr C in Massachusetts last weekend to help with a few jobs to get their house ready for the market. Ms M is the handyperson in their relationship, so Mr C and I stayed out of their way, although Mr C did a fine job with the spackeling, I hear. A leaky faucet had to be replaced, and I saw J headed off to the car for a different wrench for a difficult nut.When he got back upstairs, Ms M informed him that she had gotten it off and said, "Dad, I'm the Luigi to your Mario".
I don't know if J got the reference, but it warmed the cockles of my heart.