So, at some point in the last week or two the car broke down and Juno commented that January has been a really bad month.
It has. It really has. It's almost impossible for me to really get my head around the whole thousand-year-long month that was January. I'm not even going to say something foolish like "well that's over" because, while the month may be, all the rest of "that" isn't.
I mean, I keep catching myself thinking "I can't wait for this to be over so I can call mom again and talk to her about all this" ... and then realizing that I can't. It's funny, she said the same thing after Grandma Cathy died. Looking back, I see how I didn't really understand. Now I do. Of course, like I said to mom, I can still talk to her, in a way. It's just different now.
Well, as for the rest... there actually is a "rest." I haven't been doing much - mostly watching old shows, playing Skyrim and reading - but I've been doing that.
I'm still finding my way forward, a little at a time.
Onward
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