I think to write the weekly FFF, I just have to copy and paste the text from the weeks before ! Except this week nobody died ! The weather too was the same, grey, rain, etc just the right weather to sing and dance in the rain !
Tuesday for the first time the Family assistant came and it was so funny because we knew each other, she had taken care of Rick. She was sad that he had died and remembered that he used to show her his watch collection. Then she did all the things that are too heavy for me, folded the laundry and tidied up my closet which was a mess. I still have this lack of energy.
From now on she comes every week and also helps me with paperwork. This is a great relief for me.
My son came on Thursday morning, the poor boy left Amsterdam at 6 am to be at 11 in Waterloo to attend the ceremony of our Indian friend. He knew him since he was a baby and his and my son were the first friends in their lives. So funny to see when they were a month old laying side by side, one looking like a hedgehog with a lot of black hairs standing up and mine bald, just with a few hairs in the middle like a punk ! And today it's the opposite, My son has a lot of hairs and his friend is bald !
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We met at the Funeral ceremony room and arrived nearly at the same time.
I had googled how Hindus celebrate funerals and knew that my friend had tried to combine the Christian and the Hindu "religion" so different. I was a bit disappointed because only the two sons, their wives and the two grand children had respected the Hindu rules. They were dressed in white and all of them had a little speech full of humor which made us laugh, exactly as it should be.
I wore a white blouse and black trousers and a red jacket. The colors of Hindu funerals are yellow, orange and red. As they believe that there is a life after the death, it's not a sad but a cheerful ceremony.
But here with all the posh oldies they came in black and made crosses. After the ceremony we gathered in a room and had coffee, wine and sandwiches. Funny was that I met the mothers of the boys I knew from Kindergarten, we looked at each other with question marks in our eyes, before suddenly we recognized each other, so many years later and with wrinkles !
Of course we all wanted to know what our boys had become in life and I was very proud that the one who had made the best career and had become the best of all, was my son ! And he was so bad at school. The little genius of one of the mothers was proud to say that her son had become a doctor, as if he had become a king ! I said nothing, for me it was enough that he had made such an amazing career.
After a while I had enough and went home. D stayed a little longer of course it was so nice for him to see his old classmates again after all these years !
The rest of the day he started to do little things which I don't know or had no idea how to solve the problem. The problem was to leave my home key somewhere, in case I fall and the ambulance has to get into the apartment. My neighbors are all too old and refused it was to stressing for them, which I could understand.
My son found the solution ! He disappeared, and came back with a "key safe" a great invention I didn't know at all, You put the key in, lock with a code and put it at your door or in another place. I am lucky I just have a space with the fire tube in besides my appartment and put it in there. Now I have to give my code to the Telehelp.
Then he installed useful apps in my computer for exemple one in where I can stock all my passwords and codes and which opens only with a code.
But the best thing was, he connected his computer (in Amsterdam) to mine here in Waterloo, so when I have administration problems etc, he can handle them from there. I was really happy ! One worry less. And to end his visit he vacuumed the whole apartment ! After that we had a Hamburger and then he drove home not to get in the traffic jam.
He left a happy mother who watched a movie and then went to bed ! I hope that next week there will be weddings, births and baptisms. ..... and sunshine !
