March 6th, 2026
Estate Lane
Middleton, Nova Scotia
-11*C/13*F
partly cloudy
Dear Neighbor,
What can I say about March. Not a lot really. March here is dull, dull, dull. Not like it used to be in the U.K. with the trees beginning to bud and the crocus starting to peek their little heads out of the ground. Here, winter still has a grip on us. There are no spikes of green just yet.
I call this a swing month. Although we are promised the first day of spring on the 20th of March, winter will keep us wondering from now until then. Blasting us one day and teasing us the next. And finally at some point it will stomp out of the room, pouting because it has to leave us and really doesn't want to go.
That's the way with swing months where we dangle in between one season and another, neither one being quite able to make up their minds as to whether they are going to stay or leave.
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Already I am feeling the urge to sort and air out cupboards.
As for the wind, despite what science may say, I feel that nobody really knows whence it comes or wither it goes, but as it blows it carries with it the dark of north woods, the white breath of polar ice, with a thin layer and whisper of melting warmth as it darts in and out of sun warmed hollows where the secret little flowers of spring woods are starting to stir and stretch their arms as they kick off the heavy blankets of winter. Blowing away the settled feelings of snug hearth and flickering candlelight.
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Eileen has her Bible study this morning. I am due to wake her up at 8 so that she can be ready. She has asked me to drive her this week. The pastor has come and picked her up every other week, but Eileen doesn't want to go with her. The pastor (who is a woman) has been trying to exert pressure on Eileen to make things up with Tim (who isn't the least bit interested in making anything up with Eileen.) I get it. The sanctity of marriage and all that, but I think we have to put Eileen first and for now that means helping her to navigate a very painful breakup. Tim is not interested in staying in the marriage. He has already moved on. In fact I strongly suspect that he had already moved on before he chose to end the marriage. I want my daughter to be happy and I strongly feel that it won't be with him.
Anyways, Eileen doesn't want to be alone in the car with the pastor, so I am driving her today.
The reality is we are dealing with special needs people here. Both Eileen and Tim are developmentally challenged. Tim more so than Eileen in my opinion. Eileen is very hurt by Tim's actions and the best that we can do for her is to support her in the situation she finds herself in. I don't think Tim actually realizes what a marriage really is or the sanctity of it. He's too immature. He has moved on and our duty is to help Eileen to do the same.
I had a word with one of her CSS workers yesterday. I told her that they need to be a bit more respectful when they have the both of them in the car. I know that there are situations where they will both need to be in the same car, but having her sit next to him is insensitive. She said that they always ask Eileen if it's okay, and of course Eileen is going to say it doesn't matter. But, it does. And they need to just get Tim to move elsewhere in the car so she doesn't have to be near him, without asking her if it's okay. And, to be honest, I don't think I should really need to be telling them that. DUH. Just put yourself in her shoes. Of course you don't want or need to be sitting next to the great betrayer who has broken your heart.
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My bag of recyclables fell from where it was hanging yesterday and a glass prune juice bottle shattered in and out of the bag. What a mess that was to clean up with broken glass amongst empty plastic water bottles and pop cans. It took some doing, but we got it done.
Never cry over spilt milk is my motto. Milk spills sometimes and there is no purpose to be served in bewailing it. Just clean up the mess and move along.
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Tomorrow morning I have to be up bright and early and have Eileen to the hospital for 7:15 for her next iron infusion. This will be the third and she has one left to go after this one. Hopefully that will rectify the problem. There is nothing worse than being anemic. I have struggled with it my whole life. You just feel so tired and depleted and lacking in energy and motivation.
My life has gotten busier for sure. I don't mind. I am happy and feel blessed that I am able to help Eileen through this rough patch. Each night I pray that I will be able to do the best for her. Also that I will live long enough for her to be happily settled at the other end of this present situation. That is what family does.
This is my opportunity to give something back.
I know that this is not my usual lengthy missive this morning. I have to go and wake up Eileen in just a few minutes so I need to wind this down. I find it difficult to concentrate and write when she is up and I do need to make sure she gets some breakfast, etc. before I take her.
I won't be able to write anything tomorrow as I will be at the hospital with her so I am afraid this is it until Monday. I do so hope that you all have lovely weekends!
A thought to carry with you . . .
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*Rest isn't giving up.
Its listening to what
your soul needs.
~Unknown
In The English Kitchen today, Garlic & Herb Pork Roast. Such a simple thing. So delicious. We enjoyed this yesterday with leftover mashed potatoes and some veggies. So good!
Have a great Friday. Stay warm. Stay safe. Be happy. Don't forget!
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And I do too!
