Most days I’m not so sure. I spent a lot of the last 5 days reliving parts of my life over, parts from the past 2 years plus some random old memories thrown in just to stir it all up even more. Vividly.
I don’t know if I’ve been that incapacitated since the days surrounding July 22nd.
I did, however, survive them. Which, now, I find amazing because I didn’t lose the feeling of despair, helplessness, sorrow, pain, confusion in a haze of despair, helplessness, sorrow, pain and confusion. It’s all
Put away in a little corner till I don’t know when. I’ll deal with it as I get stronger and when it decides to come out and slap me again.
We had some NASTY nasty weather yesterday. A friend of mine asked if I made it home in my ‘little Ford’ because his Chevy did just fine.
“My little Ford walked right smartly into my snow covered and drifted shut driveway like it was a bright summer day.”
Both were capitalized for some reason.
Me? A smart ass?
~Two quotes to ponder today: A friend who dies, it’s something of you who dies. ~Gustave Flaubert
~Our dead are never dead to us, until we have forgotten them. ~George Eliot