After I had gone to the beautiful complex of villages called Zagoria –hope you get an idea from the pictures- Dad went into hospital with high blood sugar. He stayed there for 4 days, some of the most difficult days of my life. Not because Dad’s situation was hopeless, far from it, but because the situation in Greek hospitals is hopeless. I saw things nobody should see, junkies with hepatitis peeing on the corridor floors, old people with strokes with no one to look after them who could barely call the nurse, and so much ugliness and neglect.
I persevered until Dad got out and then I collapsed. I don’t want to explain, I know you get the picture.
Things are quiet now, and Dad is much better and we are all better. I am looking forward to Christmas.
The other day, we went to a party my son was invited to. He is in sixth grade now, and I was watching the girls in his class. Little girls this age always move me. They had practised their dance routines and were trying to do their best. They were sitting on sofas, telling their little secrets. They had no idea how great their lives are going to be and sometimes, how difficult. I was reminded of one of my favourite songs, the one I have uploaded for you, which is for these little girls and for all my girlfriends online and offline, my mum and my sister.
