As I continue to wander in my own private hell, moments come which are brighteners. Tonight was one of them. A young cousin came calling with her husband and I was afraid and ashamed of my living conditions – but it was a damned good night. They didn’t mind at all. Easy and happy. What a difference a cousin makes.
I kind of took the day off emotionally as well and just lay about reading. That was a fine thing so it was. The caravan is emptied and ready to be moved tomorrow. Strange shedding but so be it.
I have eaten out with my cousins and all is well.