Monday … and good wishes to Rio!

For the first time for a long time I do not have a blog post prepared. Even during the events surrounding my daughter’s visits and my mother’s death I was able to reblog some old posts with some dignity.  Its seems this time I am really blocked. Life has not been kind and struck another blow below the belt.  

My daughter and her partner arrived back in Rio early last week; not entirely happy to be home; but were ready to give the New Year their best.  While they were struggling with the difference of temperature they were getting back into a routine.  

Sadly, on Saturday they met with an accident; while on their motorbike.  I am not sure of the details but assured they were not to blame.  I am not even sure the extent of their injuries, all I know is that they both have broken legs. While this seems like a farcical situation like something out from a Carry on Film or a comic book; there is a dark side that overrides any laughter.  We are all in awe of the new found ‘connections’ we sing the praises of Facebook, Skype and Twitter etc … until one has an accident and the vital charger is left at home … and worse the very person who would go home to collect the charger is nursing a equally broken leg! The practical difficulties go on;-  they live in a favela … there is no vehicular access with in 1/2 mile of their home only steps up and down. This will make walking with crouches almost impossible.

They are alive,  I have that to be thankful for! But there are so many unanswered questions, so many what ifs?  And an overwhelming grief that I can do nothing to alleviate my daughter and son-in-laws’s hurt.