Yesterday we had three things on the agenda for our first day home. The first was to get some shopping done for some food and other things that I needed. I usually don’t travel with shampoo, deodorant or anything like that and just pick it up when we get to our destination. Since those are necessities, that was at the top of our list.
Mom and diddy are also in the market for a new computer, so part of our time was spent between two stores looking at computers and trying to find the most for their money. The decision between laptop and desktop is also on the table and yet to be decided. (I think we’re making progress though.)
Another thing was that I needed to go to the cemetary to Carol’s grave. It was hard- really hard and I found that I just wanted to run out of the cemetary. I couldn’t seem to allow myself to cry freely- I’m not sure why. Instead, I walked away and went to the other part of the cemetary to visit my grand and great grandparents graves.
When I was done, I got back in the van and mom told me that last week my cousin died. She couldn’t bare to tell me yet another person had passed away this year. Jerry had been sick for many years and I’d planned to see him while I was home. I guess God had other plans. I can’t wrap my head around the loss that has happened this year. I’m going to work through it though, a little at a time.
I’m SO happy to be home.