So my husband went back to the town where he works early today. They had a saint patrick day celebration there and he wanted to check it out. I really wanted to go with him since I don’t have to work till Wednesday but it didn’t work out. it seemed as if the moment he left I got extremely tired. all my energy was gone.
I was kept busy babysitting my grandson. Yes we watched smokey bear again and again for about an hour. I guess I am doing ok. I can’t begining to express how much I miss him. I am dealing and I am trying not to think of past things as much. doing that seems to make me more fearful of discovering that what I think is improving is only me being made a fool of. and that I will once again have my legs taken out from under me.
I heard a reporter talking about the feeling of instability one feels in an earthquake, I have never experienced an earthquake, But I knew of the feeling she spoke of. it was emotional and not physical. there were aftershocks. and the magnitude was great.
and just as rebuilding after an earthquake takes a long time, I am still rebuilding. I think progress is being made. and I find the ground I am on not a shaky as it once was.