March

Ada's Kitchen

I’ve been staying in Ada’s apartment on my own ever since she passed away. It was strange at first; not wanting to sit in her chair, impulsively disinfecting things before I touched them. Then slowly tidying up. Sorting through a life-time of clutter, and the weird questions… “what do we do with her teeth?!”

Thankfully Dad flew over and stayed for five days to help sort her affairs out.

I’m not sure how much longer I can stay here. I predict I will get kicked out soon enough, but for now I'm truly enjoying living on my own for the very first time ever.