It's a bit difficult for me to write what I have done from Monday to Friday, as it seems to me that every day is the same. Since Rick passed away I have lost all inspiration but I noticed once I start writing it slowly comes back.
On Monday I went to Picard (Picard Surgelés is a French food company specializing in the manufacture and retail distribution of frozen products. It began as Les Glacières de Fontainebleau in 1906. Picard Surgelés has almost 900 retail stores in France. In 2014, French consumers voted Picard as their favorite brand. Wikipedia) It also has shops in Belgium and one in Waterloo. Since I live alone I don't cook anymore I go there and buy for 3 weeks my daily plates, which are really delicious and from all countries. This suits me very well, as I seldom go to the restaurant now. It's just as if an invisible chain attaches me to my apartment. I don't like to go out anymore not even for shopping.
As Nicole is so alone and sick, I asked her to take a cap an come over, because I had my breathing problems just that day. Finally her daughter dropped her off and Adeline (neighbor) also came, and we spent a nice afternoon together. Adeline has the capacity to cheer up even a dead person !
Besides the administration work, still for Rick's death, which really gets on my nerves, because it looks like if I am too quick. All things they ask me I have already done probably because I do all per computer and they think I am an old grandma and like paper and the snail mail ! I have until September to get all settled, but except one thing I have already done everything, and am officially a widow, which I still can't believe.
The first mussels arrived in the restaurants and Adeline and I decided to try them, and they were really delicious.
I still get emails from friends living far away, even the wife of Rick's boss when he worked in the Hilton hotel just after his arrival in Brussels, wrote me a very kind mail. We became friends when he worked there in 1968. Her husband is also Italian and she Irish. Now they live in Thailand when it's winter and in Ireland or Croatia in summer. He had switched from the Hilton to the Sheraton and had worked a little in the whole world. Now of course he is long retired.
Another old friend visited me this week she once was my neighbor when we still lived in our house. Poor girl has also Parkinson, but not so like Rick, she can control the shaking (which he never had) with medication. She even made travel plans, but honestly I am not yet ready.
I also had to take little Rosie to the groomer, because her claws had become so long. She sang the whole way, was an angel while her claws were cut, and then I chatted a bit with the girl, she knows me for a long time because I used to go there with Kim my long haired cat.
The weather is hot and fortunately I can always sit outside because it is a little windy, the last days we had over 30°C which is quite unusual for Belgian summers.
A lot of people are on holidays despite the long waiting in the airport.
I am busy to make a collage, that's the second one, but I am not yet satisfied. At least I love to do it, it brings back so many memories I couldn't have found a better partner, he was the only man who understood my complicated soul and loved it.