It was important for me to hear from Peg how she perceives me as coping with all the changes in my life – and this allowed me to begin to reclaim the core of being. As I lay in bed last night I took some time to inventory what I know to be true about myself… an exercise in self-affirmation in the face of feeling so unsettled was a very helpful exercise as I fell asleep last night. It was also very helpful to hear that Peg was experiencing similar sleep pattern issues as a result of the international travel. It sound bizarre, but it was so helpful to hear her say “Me too” when I told her of waking every morning at two am…
And the good news: I didn’t wake at 2am this morning. I didn’t wake until 4:45am – and at that – it was to an encouraging text message on my phone, and I was able to roll over and go back to sleep until 7am… and then, lay in bed until about 8am only getting up once I knew Peg was up and ready to face the day!
After a shower and a couple of cups of instant NESCAFÉ coffee (don’t get me started on this one… ugh) we headed off to Denny’s where we had the closest thing we could to a back home breakfast: sausage, bacon, eggs and hash browns with toast, and the New Zealand flare included grilled mushrooms and tomatoes… But the highlight: “filtered coffee” as they called it – with free refills!!! Yeah! Small mercies for a road weary traveller!!
With our bellies full and our hearts content from good food and even better conversation we returned
And then… Peg decided she needed a haircut…. The concierge recommended a place and it turned out to be easier to find than we ever imagined: right across the street!!! I left Peg to get her hair cut and returned to the room where I make a phone call and got another much needed boost of care and connection… and then Peg returned… and lets just say the stylist must have used my mop as a model for the “do” he gave her… she won’t need another cut until at least January!!!
We browsed. We walked. We talked. We laughed. We took some
pictures. We stopped for a coke down at the waterfront ($4 dollars for a coke), did a little shopping in a card shop, picked up some postcards and then stopped for coffee in a little café. Peg had a caramel/chocolate concoction and I had carrot cake and we both had a “long black” and wondered why we couldn’t just get plain old black coffee – even Maxwell House would be nice… Ah well, when in New Zealand – do as the Kiwi’s do… and sip your long black and watch the Pigeons on the back of the sofa in the coffee shop!!!