Ephia is not taking very well the fact that I need to stay in bed a lot. All morning she kept pulling my finger and asked me to get out of bed and come with her and all morning I had to refuse and tell her I can’t. That hurt almost as bad as the physical pain and there were a couple of moments when I just couldn’t see the disappointment in her eyes anymore and I just wanted to stand...
This will be a rather odd entry because I have no idea what to tell you about. Should I write about last night and the nice dinner and wine we had in the now famous cemetery, or about the fun we had dancing with Ephia on the little path among the tombstones? Or maybe I should talk about how things are starting to move so fast that we can barely keep up and decisions have to be made before we can...
10.30 am. I need a smile today. I need the world to stop and concentrate only on giving me a smile. I don’t want any kind of smile, I need the quiet one that makes you float for a second. 1 pm. I still didn’t get my smile, but the house looks much nicer now and the lunch we had together almost seemed normal, with the pleasant conversation spiced with some pasta salad. Maybe after...
