Dear Grace,
Feeling Better
I’ve been feeling a lot better over the last two days. I’ve made a conscious effort to get out and about, and I’ve managed to compartmentalize some of the nonsense from the past few days.
All the paperwork for you is now progressing, which means there’s plenty for me to do.
I had a moment the other day that hit me hard. One of our neighbours in Lo Pagán mentioned they still had your number in case they needed to reach us, and I replied, “Grace is dead.” Saying those words out loud left me with the most horrible feeling inside for hours. It’s moments like these that make me miss you so deeply.
Spanish Progress
I’ve been giving Spanish a lot more focus, and the effort feels like it’s paying off. I’ve been watching Spanish films and children’s programs with subtitles, and it’s amazing how much I’ve picked up. I’m learning new words and expressions every day, which feels so rewarding.
Fantastic Massage
Yesterday, I had the most amazing massage at Nong&Noey in Los Alcázares. It completely re-energized me. It’s been a while since I felt that kind of physical release.
The Pimple (or Cyst?)
The pimple—or cyst, or whatever it is—is still stubbornly refusing to shrink. I think it really needs to be drained and cleaned properly. It looks horrible on my neck. I bought a new jumper with a high collar to partially hide it, but I can’t wait for this thing to finally be gone.
Taking Action with El President
I’ve written a formal complaint to the president about the painting of the walls. You know me—I can’t let these things slide. I’m definitely being more “me” than “you” at the moment, but someone has to stand up to this kind of nonsense.
I miss you so much, Grace.
Love you always,
David
