We have just spent the holidays of August 15th. We are in the house we have in the Entrepeñas Reservoir (Guadalajara) since the plenary session of the Hortaleza District (Madrid City Council) in July. The next day, we came here. During the day it was very hot, as in most of Spain. Fortunately, at night it cooled down a bit and, with the window open, we slept wonderfully.
During these days we have received several visitors: my niece Begoña came for a weekend; then my sister and her husband came and my niece repeated and came to spend the long weekend.
And today I thought I’d better write my September blog entry today because tomorrow my sons, my granddaughters, my daughter-in-law and my brother arrive and I won’t have a free minute. So, following the saying: “Don’t leave for tomorrow what you can do today“, I got down to work.
I always want to join my experiences to my disease, to share with all of you that epilepsy does not interfere neither in my relationships with my people, nor in my dreams nor in what I fight for them. I believe that people with epilepsy live the vacations like everyone else, or at least that’s the way it should be. I do. I don’t have to forget about my medication because I can’t take a vacation. But that’s the only thing. The illusion of resting, not getting up early, getting together with my loved ones, grouping them together in my house so that we can all enjoy the countryside and the swimming pool. It is an extraordinary pleasure.
So, we face this second half of the summer with the joy of knowing that tomorrow everyone will arrive and the house that today is calm and quiet, tomorrow will be full of laughter and voices of children and adults. There is nothing better than loving and being loved. In that I am also fortunate.
The illusion of resting, not getting up early, getting together with my loved ones, grouping them together in my house so that we can all enjoy the countryside and the swimming pool. It is an extraordinary pleasure
I hope you all enjoy a few days of disconnection and relaxation and that we meet again when we return.
