I am sitting here being entirely unproductive. I am tired even though I slept well last night. There’s a pile of checks and bills that need processing and I don’t want to do it.
I don’t know if you experience it but when I drink too much and I act silly, there remains a voice of reason inside of me, chastising me for my misdeeds. I hear that voice right now saying, “Stop this stupid grieving, get on with your life! There’s business to be done!” I so want to listen to her. And yet I can’t seem to focus and everything is overwhelming me.
My house is freezing cold. That happens when you turn off the heat. Guess it’s time to turn it back on.
I saw Atlas Shrugged. It’s not a great movie but I appreciate what the filmmakers tried to accomplish. I liked it. People who get it will love it, everyone else will dismiss it.
I feel out of joint. It’s not yet noon but it feels like 4 to me. Maybe a cup of tea will help?
Consider this: Teddy Roosevelt’s mother AND wife died on the SAME DAY. That’s a blow that few people could withstand. Roosevelt left New York and stayed in North Dakota for a couple of years. The change of scene and routine reinvigorated him and helped him cope with his epic loss. His deep emotional valley was followed by a giant professional peak. Don’t think you can do cope all by yourself. Put your mind in another place, and seek help if necessary. And by all means, stay busy.
I’m sorry to hear about the loss of your father. He was a great guy.
Try to think about lazy warm summer days and the good things in life.
Have a Happy Easter !