Halloween
Halloween is the second most important day of the calendar year (second only to August 2nd, my Cancervercery). So important that the collage I constructed is chaotic and wonderful compared to what's come before.
I want to see another Halloween. Halloween is my present stretch goal at 112 hospice days, if I make it past Thanksgiving I'll make some plans for it.
I'm going* to see another Thanksgiving. I'm going to enjoy the best turkey drumstick (with the crispiest, best spiced skin) and pumpkin pie (with real whipped cream). Obviously, I'm sharing that turkey with the poodles. Thanksgiving is at day 95.
Today, I've lived in hospice for 73 days. I've been in hospital longer, but we count from my happy hospice home, the place all you wonderful people came to visit me and brighten my life. And here's hoping the second best holiday gets to do the same.
*In case error, enjoy an autumn sunset with your favourite seasonal drink. I'm fond of pumpkin spice ice caps, cellar temperature Guinness (the zero alcohol is excellent and what I'd be drinking), extra chocolatey hot chocolate, vanilla porters (any brand, alcohol free or otherwise), Coke (obviously), or a perfect glass of ice water (ideally sourced from the Canadian Shield, but not required). Repeat annually as memorial as desired.