…if I actually believed in hell, I have just earned myself a one way ticket.
Currently in paradise. Truly. Sal, Cape Verde – a little slice of heaven – look at me with my religious references. Not bad for an atheist leaning agnostic. However, it really is an amazing island – white sand beaches and the most beautiful, turquoise sea.
And I am slowly losing my mind – some may say it’s impressive I think I have any mind left to lose – because my company 24/7 is my awesome, smart, fantastic 14 year old daughter. I may have left out intense in the description, as well as desiring my company and full attention almost every waking hour.
I am literally the only parent I know who has been forcing my child to use her phone, barely a step away from begging. I even charged it for her this morning while she slept. In fairness, I think the feelings could be mutual, with her thinking she needs to give me her undivided attention. At home, when we as a family do things together we are not allowed phones – I may not have made it clear that rule did not apply when it’s just the two of us for 2 weeks.
This morning another guest in our hotel started talking to me. She is barking. And I mean on the wrong side of endearingly mad. Nonetheless, I was avidly interested in everything she had to say because at least it was another adult. Yesterday in the sea, a lovely man started talking to us – I was beyond excited at adult conversation. By the time I let him go I feel he was close to taking out a restraining order….
And why am I going to the hell I don’t believe in? Because poor Aissa has a relatively mild dose of food poisoning. I did all the right things this morning, hugs, sympathy, medicine. Told her to rest and sleep as much as possible. And then could barely stop myself from skipping out of the hotel to go and have breakfast alone!! TIME ALONE. Hell it is..
Life Changing Times 