In a daze of time I sometimes don't know what day it is. The ZEN gives such a relaxed feeling.
My daughter is coming for a few days. She can arrive at any moment by taxi from the airport.
When she arrives she happily steps out of the taxi 'hello Mom'.
We walk happily chatting to the apartment, which she is impressed by.
She enjoyed the trip. So nice to have her with me. Our bond is pure and intense.
The nice prospect that I will see my grandchildren soon, then the 'picture' will be complete.
And now, now it is old-fashioned togetherness with my sweet beautiful daughter.
A large bowl of fresh figs is ready for her. They have just been picked from the fig trees, which are full of figs, downstairs. I pick them from the trees regularly.
It is a late evening and dreamland is approaching.
We plan nothing and let the content take its course or whatever comes to mind.
Walking, lounging on the beach, does her good. She gets her well-deserved rest.
How nice to see her radiant as the sun, great!
We have fun for ten. I like to cook, which she misses so much from me. Big compliment!
I make one of her favorite dishes, the EASY SPAGHETTI, which she loves, on her last evening. We chat and laugh a lot.
The next day I wave her goodbye with a lump in my throat, until the taxi is out of sight.
A gratefully fantastic Quality Time with my daughter cannot be expressed in words.
