i remember those early days and nights after glenn's death when i hated the 4p-7p witching hour. that time of day was so very lonely. and cold.
with the help of my friends and family, i was able to transition and be okay enough to live through those hours. i worked out. my friends came over. i caught up on mindless tv and read people magazine.
eventually those hours became precious. i made dates, i cooked, i caught up on work, sipped spontaneous lattes with friends, drank wine or scotch with my pals, caught up with my east coast people, and most importantly spent time with the girls (in the car, dropping off or picking up, at dinner, during homework, therapy, girly time).
over the year i found new ways to fill those hours. sometimes productive and often, not.
it's strange for me to write this, but i think i have learned to really bask in that time. even when i have to be in two places at once, and i'm spiraling. i have learned how to manage it.
morgan has latin final tomorrow.
sara has science & algebra.
circuit works @5:30a and kinetic at 9:30a.
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