I was reading Mel's blog and it talked about a day being a bad day. Lately, I've had bad days. I know some of my friends here can relate to the feeling. I've had lack of sleep, been eating badly or skipping meals, I had an awful workout today and even the trainer knew something was off with me. We have accepted an offer on my dad's house so it will belong to another family. I can't imagine what my future holds without it. My comforter is in Iraq so that sucks. I have notification training part deux tomorrow. I almost wish I hadn't signed up for it but I can do it so I felt I should be giving something back. It doesn't help that the Lt. Col's wife asked me to do it. I just want to feel like this rose. It's pink, it's pretty. I just want to feel pink I guess. Is that possible? Speaking of Pink I'm so looking forward to the Pink Panther. I loved those movies as a child.
Tuesday, January 24
I was reading Mel's blog and it talked about a day being a bad day. Lately, I've had bad days. I know some of my friends here can relate to the feeling. I've had lack of sleep, been eating badly or skipping meals, I had an awful workout today and even the trainer knew something was off with me. We have accepted an offer on my dad's house so it will belong to another family. I can't imagine what my future holds without it. My comforter is in Iraq so that sucks. I have notification training part deux tomorrow. I almost wish I hadn't signed up for it but I can do it so I felt I should be giving something back. It doesn't help that the Lt. Col's wife asked me to do it. I just want to feel like this rose. It's pink, it's pretty. I just want to feel pink I guess. Is that possible? Speaking of Pink I'm so looking forward to the Pink Panther. I loved those movies as a child.
4 Comments:
Sometimes all it takes is the motivation to get there (to your training) because once you're there, I'm sure you'll be wonderful.
As for your dad's house, I understand what you mean completely. My family lived in a duplex as a child, with my grandmother on the other side. It sucked when she sold the house. Years later, I was working in a music store in college and some little boy came in to buy a cassette. He filled out the rewards program card and I noticed his address. It was MY old address. I freaked out on this little boy. I told him that was my house and I asked him all about the inside of the house. I'm sure he stayed awake that night wondering if the crazy lady would try to come break in. I understand how much it sucks. Completely!
And just think every sucky day/week always turns the corner to a brighter day. Enjoy your moments with the webcam!
So sorry you are going through a rough time. I can't even begin to imagine all of the emotions that you are dealing with right now.
All of your friends comments are wonderful. I cannot imagine the loss of my parents home; but I do carry memories of my first childhood home. Tracy says some great things about memories!
Maybe in the future visit the old neighborhood and let the memories fly. Things you had forgotten will suddenly appear!
If it makes you feel any better go out and let out a scream (or at least into your pillow)!
Thinking about you and sending you happiness and courage.
I wish I could be there to at least give you a hug. Deep, soothing breaths. Things will get better. Hang in there.
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