Antique Tricycle

Something lighter today...

Greg came to the house one day with a replica of an antique tricycle made out of steel.  I did my usual ooooooo's and ahhhhhhhh's that always seemed to accompany any new treasure from Greg. He knew me so well and we loved the same things.

Conflicts

In writing this down, there are things I don't know how to record - or even if I should.

There are feelings about people - interactions with people - that I'm not writing down.  It feels less than honest - only tells half of the story, but I'm not sure honesty is worth the cost - to friends - to family - to me.

Help or not?

So sad today.  Nothing makes sense to me.  I - especially don't make sense to me.  I don't know who I am.  I'm looking for the bread crumbs that mark the path out of this, but they've been eaten by the birds.  Do traditional "helps" really help?

Shackles

Greg sent this video to me one day and that night he talked to me about the video.  He said there were times that he made it through the day only because of this video.

Today I am grateful that Greg's shackles are gone - and that he can dance - finally.

Soccer Sunday

It's soccer season for the girls.  Richard texted last night to let me know that both girls had soccer tournaments today - in separate locations.

My first reaction was that I didn't want to go.  This was a too-busy week and I was looking forward to a Sunday of nothing - no pressure - no expectations.  BUT... I really do love to watch them play.

It depends

I'm trying.  I really am.  Trying to... what? Be normal?  What's normal for this?

My grandson had his first football game of the season today, so I was happy to go watch him.  He loves to play and I love to be one of his biggest fans.  It's a fit.

Another busy day

Today I went with my "tomato friend" to meet her parents and friends of ours who live in an assisted living facility (is that the right name?) for lunch.  The facility is about an hour and a half from us - beautiful ride - gorgeous day - great company.