Easter is a strange holiday for we non-believers. It is mostly a day full of food and chocolate which, in itself, is a good thing. Mine was also filled with way more golf than I would have liked but being a non-golfer forced to watch the Master's Tourney I guess that's to be expected. Still, it was a nice break from the norm and, as I said, there was plenty of good food.
So, now it's another Monday. All of the same worries are still here. Still not sure what's happening with my father in law. He's not well and no one can really say why. We tossed about whether or not we needed to board a plane immediately and go to him but there is really nothing we can do so we wait. And wait. It's maddening. I think it's a very good thing that he is Sweden though. If he were here, he would have been released from the hospital far too soon and his crisis would have escalated and continued in a very bad way. As it is, there is comfort knowing he is being well taken care of and in a safe place. Yet, we worry every day and hope for the best. We are going to have to go there sometime soon. It's just in figuring out when that's the key.
Back at work and met with the usual suspects at the door at 7:00 this morning. So it goes. There's comfort in knowing somethings never change but it's also that unchanging routine that makes me long to get away. I have a vacation request on my desk but I'm not sure if I'm going to turn it in or not. It's there if I need it. I'm feeling like I need it but we'll see.
On the home front, everything is status quo. My mother, who is ailing, is holding her own. She had a good Easter for what that's worth. At least she was with family but she cannot hear and barely speaks so it's difficult to know how much of it she actually enjoyed. Maybe she enjoyed it. She was tired and looked drawn so it's hard to tell. Ah well. Life goes on.
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