July. Wow. I look at that and it brings me pause. How is it July? How does the world keep on moving at its normal clippy pace while I seem to have stopped moving…. or maybe not stopped, but definitely a way more sluggish pace like walking through pea soup.
Yesterday my aunt and uncle came over in the morning to see the memorial bench. In the afternoon a neighbor brought over banana bread. A sweet book came in the mail from a friend of my mom’s. And in the evening Justin’s good friend Heather came over and picked me up to take me to another of Justin’s friends who are camping about 40 minutes from here to grill and catch up. These kids are so awesome. We laughed and cried together. After getting lost on the way home I arrived back here around 11 pm… tired but glad I went. It was a crazy emotional and busy day.
Today…. I finished an audio book this morning! (Yay Sheila! Way to go!)
This afternoon my cousin is picking me up and we are going strawberry picking which I do not think I have done since the kids were young.
This new me is different for sure. I am way more fragile and protective of my heart. Little sparks of the old me pop out once in a while but the old and the new … the before and the after me…. are somehow trying to combine into something/someone sort of recognizable but with a whole new meaning of life.
Do not take today for granted.