Day Forty-Seven, Happy Halloween on Friday Night

A grey and rainy day, but not in our hearts and daily efforts. We were up early and off to a Student of the Month breakfast for a belated celebration of Primo's achievement last month. It was sweet, he was called up by his teacher and she said nice things about him while he blushed and looked bashful. Afterwards  TR and I drive home together, the rain had just started and the car was pelted with fat, heavy raindrops that made satisfying splatting sounds as they smacked against the windshield. I do love rain when it's not too cold. It feels mysterious and wild and cleansing.

Halloween was a bit odd this year, it was clear the kids felt in between, they dressed up a bit, Primo made a beautiful fox mask from paper and Prima was Wednesday Addams. But there wasn't the months of panning and assembling like previous years, and they did the rounds without us. We went to a party in the neighborhood we always go trick-or-treating in and the kids disappeared as soon as we got there and came back about an hour later, ready to go. the growing up is to be expected but with each new stage, I am taken by surprise anyway. And I can still so clearly remember those ages when I went through them, it's a peculiar feeling seeing someone else move through the same time frame I travelled through but at a different point in time. That is the state of life, I suppose, time is not static.

Once again so many thoughts churning in my head and as I sit to write this, I am tired or distracted and find all those thoughts have suddenly settled to the bottom of my brain. So as a check in, not much forward movement on projects but lots of happy relationship moments, with family and friends, success in my day today lies in that. Tomorrow lots of excitement built around Primo's first real date, planned by his sister and her friend, a kind of blind date, but he kind of knows the girl. But for now, bed.

Goodnight!

Next year's Halloween costume?