The healing is starting
I actually slept for almost four hours after Randy got home this morning from work. That's a record for me. I had weird dreams, but not exactly nightmares. I need to start up a dream journal again and write them down as soon as I wake up, so I don't forget them. Does anyone else keep one? They can be quite enlightening at times.
Had to go to WalMart this morning to pick up pants because both my black pairs ripped this week. I tend to wear clothes until they fall apart. I don't like to spend money on myself. I found two decent pairs, so I'm set for a while. I always feel guilty spending money on myself.
We went to see Kristen. She's not doing very well. We went up to Michael's grave, so she could say good night to him. That is never going to get any easier for us. She wants me to call a psychic friend of mine to see if she can talk to him. I'll do that first thing in the morning. I truly hope it works for her. She needs to know Michael is ok. I need to know it, too. She keeps the bag of amethyst and citrine gems on her table in front of his photo. I gave her them the day of the funeral. They are to help her accept and deal with his death. She knows I'm the one person in the family who will take her where she needs to be and not question it. I'm the one with the fairy dust and magick rocks, after all.
Now we're home and the kids are doing their homework. Randy picked it up this morning on his way home from work. They have a ton. They won't be going back until at least Monday, but this will keep them from falling to far behind.
Had to go to WalMart this morning to pick up pants because both my black pairs ripped this week. I tend to wear clothes until they fall apart. I don't like to spend money on myself. I found two decent pairs, so I'm set for a while. I always feel guilty spending money on myself.
We went to see Kristen. She's not doing very well. We went up to Michael's grave, so she could say good night to him. That is never going to get any easier for us. She wants me to call a psychic friend of mine to see if she can talk to him. I'll do that first thing in the morning. I truly hope it works for her. She needs to know Michael is ok. I need to know it, too. She keeps the bag of amethyst and citrine gems on her table in front of his photo. I gave her them the day of the funeral. They are to help her accept and deal with his death. She knows I'm the one person in the family who will take her where she needs to be and not question it. I'm the one with the fairy dust and magick rocks, after all.
Now we're home and the kids are doing their homework. Randy picked it up this morning on his way home from work. They have a ton. They won't be going back until at least Monday, but this will keep them from falling to far behind.