Thursday morning I walked Gwen to work and then headed toward home. I entered Camp Hill Cemetery, as I usually do when returning from downtown, and found it shrouded in fog. It felt surreal to be among the gravestones and trees, so beautiful and serene. As I walked around and around I snapped some photos before hearing someone call my name. I was surprised to see my aunt Marrie standing on the other side of the fence. She was in the city to see her daughter in one hospital, another of my aunts in another hospital, and it turned out yet another aunt of mine was coming in later that day.
That evening I went on a long anticipated post-Hallowe’en candy spree with April, Jana and Pam. I have a terrible sweet tooth, so I couldn’t resist cheap candy, whether peanut butter cups or Tootsie Roll Pops. We still have some left, but it’s going fast.
Friday I went walking in Point Pleasant Park for several hours. It’s always an odd mix of present calm, a chaos of memories and mystery when I spend time in that park. There is no place in Halifax that has held so much meaning to me. Both strangers and dear friends have lit my mind there and I’m ever thankful for that, often wide-eyed in wonder at it all.
Saturday night I went to the Attic with Nathan and, for a while, April to see The Sleepless Nights perform. The first opener, All of Green, were not so exciting and put us all to sleep, so I can’t say much for them. The Fussy Part, however, were a really cool act that was wonderfully entertaining, nuanced and melodious. The Sleepless Nights were absolutely fantastic, engaging and enlivening throughout their set.
I spent the early evening Sunday with Gwen, who was feeling ill. After watching a film and having dinner, she began to feel worse. Her heart began racing, she began shaking and was hurting a great deal, so I called an ambulance. We spent much of the night in the emergency room waiting for her to be seen, eventually opting to return home so she could sleep in her bed instead of a waiting room. It’s always heartwrenching to see her in pain.
This morning she was feeling well enough to go to work, surprisingly. Soon after she left I returned home and have been working away at my website’s new design. It has some adjustments to be made, but it’s now live at Frozen Truth . com. I’m still trying to come up with a proper blurb for the sidebar section about me.
So far my time off has been less productive than I’d hoped, but certainly not uneventful. I’m hoping to get into the flow I intended to starting in the morning.