Didn’t do a whole lot. Stayed home. Packed clothes for Papa.
Weather is unpredictable. One minute the sun is out, then suddenly the sky grows completely dark and heavy showers arrive. It’s as if even the weather is feeling sad for us.
Praying the rosary every day. Sometimes at night before bed, sometimes during the day when I’m going other things. Like I was cooking dinner and doing through the decades whilst waiting for the veg to cook.