travel books

Books  I am taking on the trip:

The Beekeeper

Nonfiction by Dunya Mikhail

Translated by Max WeissDunya Mikhail

Since 2014, Daesh (ISIS) has been brutalizing the Yazidi people of northern Iraq: sowing destruction, killing those who won’t convert to Islam, and enslaving young girls and women.

STORIES ABOUT THE 12 HARDEST THINGS I’M LEARNING TO SAY

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Tell Me More by Kelly Corrigan

 STORIES ABOUT THE 12 HARDEST THINGS I’M LEARNING TO SAY

'Women in Sunlight': by Frances Mayes shines with new novel about Tuscany, friendship    Review

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midway

mid way
midway

and then tomorrow I will be on my way. At least for a little while.

They say ...On average, it takes more than 2 months before a new behavior becomes automatic — 66 days to be exact. And how long it takes a new habit to form can vary widely depending on the behavior, the person, and the circumstances. In Lally's study, it took anywhere from 18 days to 254 days for people to form a new habit.

I am at day 17 and only occasionally have an outburst or ugly cry.

I have been trying and taking some deep breaths and playing this song a lot.



Goals while I travel.

Love more
Eat well
Smile more
Connect with people
move (the conference call marathons each day are mind numbing - - I must move)
read

back

Well, the dreams are back. This time we are driving somewhere and we were much younger and she was a young child but not like child like. I was in the passenger seat with the window down. We were driving near water as I could see the blue in the distance. But so close to the guard rail I was touching it as we were slowly driving it next to it. There is a lot going on right now and somewhere in there he is telling me to hang on and get uncomfortable.  It is not that I am not going to hang on it is just that I am not sure which way to lean and what to hang on to. Or for how long.

deja vu

I took this picture today after I poured sugar wafers into a bowl. I thought of my mom immediately. Like a trigger.  My mom used to by the sleeve of chocolate, pink and vanilla wafers at FoodTown and set them a glass bowl on the counter of her island in the kitchen. She would binge eat them. And all that would be left is a residue of brown, pink, and yellow at the bottom. But back then we did not even see it as a binge. But now looking back, I am sure she ate to cope. She ate to grieve. Vividly, I can see her twisting her hair today. Twenty years ago today she was alive and my life was so different.  In six months we will celebrate the 20th year of her passing and his 4th. Hope you guys are behaving up there.

The Milk Lady of Bangalore

April 2018 - Sometime later

I am going to attempt to write more frequently in April.
I guess I have some things to say and towards the end of the month an experience to share.
In the meantime
Happy Easter.