Getting Ready

Getting ready for going out is usually one of my favorite things to do.  I like fixing my hair, finding the right outfit, putting on make-up, and feeling good about myself and who I am.  Getting ready, especially when you are a woman, reflects just how much, or how little you are looking forward to the event you are attending or the outing in general.  Regardless of how much you like or dislike the event, you always try to look your best.  I do, at least.

Today I’ve rinsed out clothes, gotten the dogs ready (they require just as much preparing as do children), and have a list of things that must be done before the funeral.  The list is dwindling down on things unchecked.  Normally checking things off a list as I’m getting things done gives me a huge sense of accomplishment, but not so much  today.  Looking at the list of things done and those left to do gives me a sense of being contrived.  Unreal.  Unnecessary frippery.  In short:  I don’t like funerals.  I don’t like getting ready for them, especially those funerals of people I love dearly and must now say goodbye to.

About Henrietta Handy

I have returned home to the mountains. No more am I "a mountain-girl far from home." Diagnosed with rheumatoid arthritis at 2 1/2, I understand pain, fatigue, laughter, joy, and love all while on crutches and in wheelchairs. This blog is just about me, mostly the writing side, but there are forays into so many different topics. I am married to a wonderful husband who puts up with my writing, knitting, yarn, with the love of a saint. We have fur babies, and one cat who rules us all.
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