Limited

I really hate beeing that limited.
Caused from a silly wrong step on Saturday my ankle is sprained and I'm limping on crutches or have to sit with the foot high held.
Caring for T. is an adventure and I need help for many things.
I'm so glad the boys walked with Omo and did some shopping.
But I really hate to ask for help for everything, a cup of coffee for example. So I decided to use a glass jar for a cuppa, so I could close it properly and transport it in my shoulder bag myself :-))
Necessity is the mother of invention :-P
I even managed to bake a cake for J. 
It's 30 years that we met the first time on an international gathering of Amnesty International. Sometimes it is hard work for Amor to connect people over 900km distance. And it seems to have been ages ago.
Oh, just realise, it is 3 decades ago. Time flies....

I try to catch up with your journals, but I'm still not up to date, sorry!