My mother passed away on December 10, 2009. I needed a way to help myself work through the grieving process. I knew that just writing an occasional entry in a paper journal wouldn't help me deal w/ the myriad of emotions. I've pledged to write in this blog every day for a year to chronicle what I hope will lead from the pain of mourning to the glory of remembrance.
Saturday, July 31, 2010
Saturday, 31 July 2010 -- Day 223 (236)
My body may be in the States, but my brain is somewhere over the Atlantic. This morning I drove to Casey's to get some milk for breakfast. On the way I passed a cement block house that I've passed dozens of times before. Passing it today, however, reminded me of all the stucco houses in Europe. Before I knew it I was at Casey's w/o having stopped at the intersection of a U.S. Highway 4. It's a miracle I didn't cause an accident. Yesterday the girls kept saying that I wasn't focused on my driving by almost missing turns and forgetting where we were going. I didn't think I was suffering jet lag, but obviously it has hit me, but I'm just too stubborn to acknowledge it. About 3:00 this afternoon, I was so tired I had to take a nap, something I rarely do. I wondered why I was so tired when it dawned on me that I'm still on European time. Right now it's almost 5:30 Sunday morning in France. I think I'll crash on the couch while I wait for Maddy to get home from babysitting. Either that or make breakfast.........I'm so confused.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment