Epiphany

 

January 6, 2026

Epiphany. Removed the Christmas trees and all decorations. The stab of grief that came when I tried to do it yesterday was gone, so it must have been due time. I thought it might be a fierce undertaking, but I finished by noon. To save myself the stairs I cleared space to store the trees and decorations downstairs, but in the end I hauled them up anyway into their old spaces, meaning I have new storage space downstairs for. . .  something. 

Cocktails and dinner with P and L at Deerfield. Their conversation made me think they were trying to lure me to Deerfield or a place like it, where I would be “safe” in case of a geriatric event. It had no attraction to me. A giant dorm filled with elders. Great traffic jam of walkers in the dining room. The whitefish was excellent. A lady by the elevator was relieved when I said I was visiting, observing, "You didn’t look like someone who would need a place like this.” I thanked her in my heart.