Thursday, August 9, 2007

Who Put the "FUN" in Funeral anyway?

Over the last week or so, I've been searching for places and things give me solace. My soul feels a bit ragged around the edges and my person doesn't feel like myself. Here are a few that I've found:

- The Farm
- The Husband's arms
- Bentley's watchful gaze and head in my lap
- Work. People are a wonderful distraction.
- Long walks
- Strong cups of coffee
- Loving Parents and Grandparents
- My Aunt spending an evening with me
- My Bed
- The musical stylings of Blue Rodeo
- Hot Baths
- Siblings and friends calling, emailing, text messaging

I'm really blessed. It's just that I don't always feel like counting my blessings. Hopefully I'm back to blogging more faithfully soon...


Wendy said...

I'm so glad you posted. I was having a grizzly-bear-bitchy day yesterday so I didn't see it till just now - Saturday 7-ish Irish time.
And I'm so glad you're finding solace. I've been thinking about you non-stop. Even when I was being a grizzly bear on the sidewalk. I mean, look out fellow pedestrians, here comes Wendy in a foul mood! :)
Please keep taking good care of you.

Wendy said...

no worries about posting again any time soon - do what feels right.

Brenda said...

It's been a rough time...I still feel like I haven't quite come to terms with losing a sister... and that was 3/4 of a year ago already. So give yourself time, and remember -- this is grief -- this is a normal way to feel when things like this happen! Time does heal, but it takes time.

Linda said...

"I'm really blessed. It's just that I don't always feel like counting my blessings."

I think I understand that feeling.