After a week with my parents

I just came home after having dropped my cute parents off at YUL (Montreal). Saying good bye to them is one of the hardest things… But I was blessed (?!) with a horrendous lumbago (ryggskott) which hit me like a shot in the back this morning as I was moving a little light Lack Ikea table around. Not so expected. So painful that I thought I'd throw up or faint. I wonder if it was a disk this time, I totally could feel something moving in my spine. So, anyways, that pain took overhand this afternoon, and I could leave my parents and stiffbackedly hobble back to Ringo (my beetle), none too gracefully squeeze into the driver's seat again and drive home in the 32 degrees heat (so happy that I have a roof window, esp now that the fan, as well as the AC (never worked), is broken) without shedding too many tears.

What an awesome week! They arrived last Friday, stayed for 9 days, and did a lot if fun. I had Monday off (flex time), but managed to work the rest of the week, 2 days in Kingston, and 2 days from home. I think my parents like Brockville as much as we do. They got to see a lot of it too, since we went house-looking together. And to Kingston, to Ottawa, out on the St Lawrence, into the St Lawrence, etc. A very nice area to explore, this is.

Driving home, I could see the moon getting brighter and brighter, opposite the sunset. It made me think of Neil Armstrong (who died yesterday) and the amazing inspiration brought by his life.

And, as I came home, crookedly walked to the stairs, my parent presence was so strong! So very strong. In a good way, making me happy :) We just walked down those stairs. We just went on a walk in the same warm temperature last night. We sat on the balcony every morning and night, enjoying each other and life. I always wonder if I enjoyed it as much as I think I should when looking back. Yes. I think so.

Hm. But now I'm sitting here with my birds (who are very happy to have me back), and my back, waiting for D to come home from work, watching the plane on flightaware.com fly further and further away. That part is the hardest. As soon as they are online again, it's all good again.