Mini-Vacation.....

August 2, 2009
I guess I had a better night's sleep. I've only been up for 45 minutes, and haven't ventured downstairs yet. But I am dressed and mostly packed. We'll probably leave in the early afternoon. I've enjoyed my visit here, but I'm not sure it brought me the peace and comfort I was looking for. I don't know what I'm looking for. I just feel lost. I'm not quite sure how to explain it. I'm hoping thise feeling of emptiness will pass soon.

I'm looking at all the pages I've written since I've been here. Wow, I got a lot out. I'll be typing all of it into my blog when I get back. My handwriting has sucked through most of these entries. No wonder I've enjoyed blogging so much more since I stopped writing in my actual journal!
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Ok, this is me writing in the here and now! It's August 5th, and I got home safely, for the most part. Mom was getting tired on the way back again, and I asked her if she wanted me to drive b/c she was freaking me out!! She said no, and the trip ended up being ok after that. We ended up getting back to Niagara Falls around 6ish, and had dinner at my parents' before dad dropped me off with all of my stuff. Mittens was beyond happy to see me!! Boy, he was chatty!!

On the trip back, I found out about the death of another phriend, Patti. I am sad to hear she is gone, but she was just soooo sick with cancer as well as PH. She fought a very long and brave battle. She sounded like such a trooper, trying so hard not to complain because she felt what she was going through didn't compare to what others were dealing with. I consider her one of my heroes. She will be very missed.

I've been busy since I've been home, trying to straighten things up around here. I got a lot done today, after getting a new door put in, and exercising! The weather was on the cool side, and I think it helped, even though I don't like wearing jeans and a sweater during the summer! Yesterday I went to rehab and then to lunch with my o2 friends. I wasn't planning on going b/c of my lack of funds, but my one friend told me she had planned on treating me to lunch, and wanted me to go really bad. How could I say no?? I thought it was rather nice of her! On the way home from lunch, I stopped at the cemetary to say Happy Birthday to my Grandpa S. If he were still with us, he'd be 103! He also would not be a happy camper if he were still around!! lol Tomorrow is more rehab, and I really have to straighten the spare room out. It's gotten to be a landing place for various things, and I don't like it! Hopefully I'll have enough energy to do it, I think I used a couple of tomorrow's spoons to get through today! I'm off to bed now, though!

Comments

Nancy said…
It is hard to know what to say when someone is seeking the unknown. Keep putting your feelings and thoughts down and eventually you will discover what you are seeking.
2:50 PM
Lori @ Purple Snapdragons said…
This is such a time for you...I'm so sorry to hear of your loss. I wish there was something more I could say or do to take the pain away. Like you said, time helps, but I guess we just have to take one day at a time for now...

Thank you for stopping by and all your kind words. It means a lot. Especially that you took the time to think of me during such a difficult time. ((hugs))
12:50 PM
Anonymous said…
Wow...I hope that your writing helps you feel some better...I know it seems to help me, when I get around to it...LOL

Wow..103...I am happy you were able to stop by your Grandfather's grave site...yes they are still in our hearts...

Hugs...Luv ya...
3:57 PM
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