Friday, February 20, 2009
almost back to again
Last night was a success although instead of strolling downtown, we more or less squeezed tight--together--and walked fast. We didn't last. The cold Texas winds are ferocious--especially at night. I feel somewhat powered up, but it's going to be a long road. My sister-in-law has moved in with us again. The best we can make of this is I will, again, start teaching her English.
The library today has been a nice twist in reality. I actually looked forward to returning to work. It's something scary about wallowing in grief for too long (even though its always there). There comes a great need to pull one's self out and get back to life, which continues to move on. Gera was saying that yesterday after we stopped at a traffic light: "It's like this...the cars keep going, the people keep moving, stores still open, people pump gas, nothing stops because someone has died."
I look forward to thinking about upcoming posts and what they will be like. I have some ideas, but none that have really stuck with me. For sure, they will not be sad or about death. We'll see what happens.
In the meantime, I am enjoying the beautiful artwork and words of everyone else. It's a great place to be.