A Time for Sorrow, A Time for Joy

After 2.5 days of wallowing, neglecting the wash (should I mention there were wet clothes in there? Nah. But, I will say how much I love the wonders of baking soda and vinegar), ignoring the kitchen sink (and the treadmill), not showering for 3 days and walking around in the clothes I wore to bed for as many days; I feel better. All I wanted was to be left alone with my thoughts do a lot of serious contemplation. It has sunk in and now I can think clearly. Surprisingly, I still made room to laugh, giggle and chortle. Guffaws were off limits.

Now I have two choices: Go it alone or whack out $3500 for all four of us.

I’m thinking I need to phone my Mum.


5 responses to “A Time for Sorrow, A Time for Joy

  1. Whether you go alone, or if you find a way to take the whole family, know that our thoughts and prayers go with you. And special prayers go out for your Gran.

    Somehow, I think that ALL the women in your family must be pretty special. You didn’t get to be the way you are by accident.


  2. Hun, I’m so sorry to hear. You are in my thoughts. I hope you find some resolution on whether to go alone with the whole family…..either way, I’m sure it will be a tough decision….

  3. I’ll be thinking about you all. My prayers for your Gran. *hugs*

  4. anglophilefootballfanatic

    I hope you figure it out. I know it’s a tough decision.

  5. I have moments like that.. where I don’t want ANYone to talk to me and I just need to vegge and simmer.

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