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I woke up early and blogged for half an hour. Some how, I lost everything I had written. I can’t seem to remember what I wrote.
My brothers were here yesterday and fixed the wiring in the basement. My sister-in-law helped me wash the curtains and hang them out on the line.
I had good intentions of painting the kitchen today but something reminded me of Ted and I was bummed out for the rest of the day. I did manage to write the membership dues letter for the Nature Club and print out the labels for them. I also sent some membership renewal files to Boardwalk Toastmaster. Ted used to take care of that but I don’t know who will be doing it now.
I went to lunch with my friends from church. I guess after I leave them, I am all alone.
I got my clothes and Danny’s things ready for morning. I want to watch part of Mystery and then turn in.
News from the Vorlon Wife.
Hi Karol, You can be assured the painting will wait. You probably needed the rest anyway. Your memories come at unpredictable times and you just need to honor them. After our daughter died, there would be times at work that I would just need to excuse myself and go to the restroom and sob. As you say, there would be something that would remind me of her. It made it especially difficult because I worked at the local community college and Andrea (our daughter), was a student there. She stopped in nearly everyday to just say hi with some little chit chat bit of news. In fact, the day she was killed, she and I had planned to go to lunch together. I got busy with a testing project that was going on and couldn't get away. She was supposed to be to work at 4 p.m. She worked as an aide at a nursing home near the college. She had forgotten to bring her uniform for work, so she had to run home and get it. Therein, her life ended as she entered her home. So, her memory was so vivid to me everyday as I went to work. Time is absolutely the only thing that makes life bearable again. And, of course the gift of our dear Lord watching over us. Of course, you never ever forget them, but, at least we begin to go longer between meltdowns.
I pray that part of this day was just a time of R & R (rest and relaxation) for you. You're such a busy gal and need to have time-outs when you can.
I'll be thinking of you as you begin the new week. It will be a good week I think. Hope so. Love, Ruth
Posted by: Ruth at August 12, 2007 9:41 PM