Long time no see. I am the only one who sees this or cares to see it. It's kind of a sad blog. Maybe it'll be a legacy after I go across heav's shores. HA! Anyhow it's been since 5/22. Now I've just had surgery (7-12) and have been recovering mostly laying down or reclining (about half crazy at this point) I thought I was getting stronger and fell apart. A Texas friend told me, remember the cracks in the pot? I was like, "sigh" yes. She said well he's widening them so more light can get in. Are you kidding me? I really thought in the back of my mind. How wide do they need to be? Let's just pull the shades down and huddle under as if it is winter and stay there! Four days I have been in tears.
Is it missing Angela? Yes
Is it concern for Sarah? yes
Is it concern for my mom? Yes
Is it missing my father? Yes
Is it this house? yes
Is it dreading work? Yes
Is it menopause? Yes
Is it dreading shots in my legs? yes
Is it wishing Paul's trials would end? Yes
Is it fear of change? Yes
Is that ENOUGH? YES!
I think it is. Tired weary worn. I feel like a shorn sheep and balding. Can I have my covers back?
"Bawwwwwwwwwwwwwwww," says the angry sheep. "BAWWWWW!!!"
I want to go home. I want to go back to Egypt. Uh wait, what just slipped out of mouth? Egypt, where it's warm and secure? I think not. Where there was bondage but familiarity.
Familiarity breeds contempt. Is that the saying that just popped into my head? If you stay in one place too long you begin to rot.
Could I have some new batteries? Maybe a new brand this time? Something with longer life in it.
You give me so much. Why do I run out so fast? One drowning episode and I'm wasted. (ref.: Meredith and ocean)
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