Here's some thoughts. It hurts.
But, I have dancing. And nothing feels better than letting my body go and being a part of the thumpa thumpa. Also saying "no," for myself. I'm validating me, thanks.
More good things, we had awesome kitchen, and I was able to share a bunch of really great memories with some close friends. I like to share experience and we definitely had a good one. Got soaked in the fountain. It felt nice to feel so cold.
Today, Grandma gave me Grandpa's bowties. Because she knew i would want them and that it would make Grandpa happy when I wore them. That's my family. She presented them to me in a little box and they were covered with a pink kerchief.
The other day I was standing at Peter's and I could have swore the earth shifted down and back. My friend was worried I was going down. I think it's time to make a doctor's appointment.
Every time a say "danke" i get sad. It's a double whammy. Must get it out of my vocabulary.
It's all grieving. Head, heart, soul. Not many more places to go but up, I guess.
