goodness and grief
* When I put Charlotte down for a nap, I went outside to weed our wet, muddy garden with Kim and Julia. Feeling my knees sink into the moist dirt, and pulling weeds in the cool wind while chatting with my girls.
* a new diaper in the mail, a turned and topstitched Goodmama, which the postal clerk insisted I open immediately to show her.
* I was asked to help serve refreshments at a funeral at the church I usually attend, and also where we had Abby's funeral. So many people at the funeral that they seated people in the foyer and I sat by myself in a chair near the door. I totally disassociated, concentrated on counting the screws in the door hinges, read the titles on nearby books, thought about anything and everything except Abby's funeral.
* I poured coffee after coffee after coffee to people I didn't know, and a few I did know, including the man who put Abby in the ground.
* The same funeral directors that handled Abby's funeral, did this one too. As I was helping with the clean up, I said to one of them, "I don't like coming here for funerals." She replied, "I'm sure you don't. I was thinking of what this must be like for you."
* I attended my weekly bible study this morning, nibbling coffee cake and socializing over open bibles is lovely.
* driving around town with Jack listening to "Glitter in the Air" before stopping for ice cream, sans kids is also lovely.
And now, a movie with Jack and Kim while the Littles are tucked in bed :-)
* a new diaper in the mail, a turned and topstitched Goodmama, which the postal clerk insisted I open immediately to show her.
* I was asked to help serve refreshments at a funeral at the church I usually attend, and also where we had Abby's funeral. So many people at the funeral that they seated people in the foyer and I sat by myself in a chair near the door. I totally disassociated, concentrated on counting the screws in the door hinges, read the titles on nearby books, thought about anything and everything except Abby's funeral.
* I poured coffee after coffee after coffee to people I didn't know, and a few I did know, including the man who put Abby in the ground.
* The same funeral directors that handled Abby's funeral, did this one too. As I was helping with the clean up, I said to one of them, "I don't like coming here for funerals." She replied, "I'm sure you don't. I was thinking of what this must be like for you."
* I attended my weekly bible study this morning, nibbling coffee cake and socializing over open bibles is lovely.
* driving around town with Jack listening to "Glitter in the Air" before stopping for ice cream, sans kids is also lovely.
And now, a movie with Jack and Kim while the Littles are tucked in bed :-)