Not your usual

It’s Christmas. GG just left to go to start working in the kitchen. We will head there much later this afternoon. Although, I have to leave extra time since I can’t actually park Astrid near GG’s since she lives inside the milieu zone in Rotterdam and my girl is too old and too polluting according to the law *rolling my eyes*. I park outside the zone, under a bridge, and then the boys and I cross the highway and walk into the milieu zone. And every five steps, I mutter “good plan, Rotterdam”.

As you can tell, I am full of the Christmas spirit đŸ˜‰

Last night, the service at Marum was good. It’s a very different kind of church, from the start when you walk in, they offer you wine and cake (GG didn’t believe me) to the choir (all 8 of them) singing Leonard Cohen’s Hallelujah. Last night’s message was based on the concept of Welcome. What does it mean to you? What do you really mean when you say it? And what are you (or not) open for?

The churchyard was dark, they don’t have a great deal of artificial lighting out there. The wind was quite busy and yet it didn’t feel anything other than it normally does, peaceful. I put new hellebores by the Greats and by Mom and Oma. I got my tears out by Mom and then managed to keep it dry during the service.

We got home around 1:30AM. Henry wanted to go straight to bed whereas George was ready for a late night adventure. I noticed last night that Henry has some hair loss on his tail over each bone. It’s making me anxious so we will be going to the vet and I am stopping with searching on the internet for a possible cause.

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