It’s November

So I finished tutoring last week, ending with a good discussion in both tutorials on Chaucer’s ‘The Franklin’s Tale’. I handed back essays and am pleased that most of my students did fairly well. Now I’m swinging back into research with books like The History of Witchcraft and Demonology by Montague Summers and Thinking with Demons by Stuart Clark. I’ve finally started on NaNoWriMo and will need quite a few good writing nights to be able to finish on time. And I’ve been wearing a red poppy, because tomorrow is Armistice Day.

This morning while I was sitting in the doctor’s office, I overheard two older women talking about a friend of theirs who has both osteoarthritis and rheumatoid arthritis. She’s recently gotten new shoulders and new knees (note the plural), and had even more recently injured her right shoulder. And yet when one of them went to visit her, she had noted how the washing hanging on the line was perfect and immaculate. ‘”I tossed it over and dragged it along,'” the woman quoted her friend. I kept thinking, that will be me, someday. Hopefully a long way away. But I had to smile too, because look, did you see? The resilience of the human spirit. She still found a way to hang up her washing. She’s using her left hand instead of her right. That will be me, someday.

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