Past me must have decided that I needed to do more things, because my calendar has been jam-packed.
But current me had to deal with an Urgent Care trip for Big A on Tuesday (Long Covid is no joke) and an emergency vet trip for Huckleberry on Wednesday (waiting on results) and had to cancel some previously made plans.
But I still got to see Lucas Zelnick perform today and see the world premiere of Sally (based on the experience of Sally Hemmings) yesterday.
Pic: A bunch of us at Sally; I'm nicely nestled between friends.
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Grief is no joke my friend. Crippling indeed. Yesterday I went to a local park that has a lovely rose garden (no roses this time of year, of course), where we took Mulder on his last day. They sell bricks for the walkway as a fundraiser, and I (again) considered buying one for him.
Of course you wish you had had the chance to say goodbye. I saw my mom the day before she died, and I was so scared and worried, but I did not think that she was going to die or that I would never see her again. I wish I had stayed longer and not been so frustrated with her. Big sigh.
I’m sorry that Big A is still suffering from long Covid! That’s no joke either.
Oh jeez, I'm sorry about Big A and Huck both, hope all is okay on that front.
Grief. I know. You just never know when the waves are going to hit - I think sometimes it's like a "rogue wave" at the beach. Usually you can stand on the beach and watch the waves come in, and you get it, you know when they are going to hit. And then sometimes a rogue wave comes in and hits you unaware. I feel like that's how it goes, you might feel okay and then something hits out of nowhere.
Take care.
I'm sorry new worries are colluding with old griefs. Doesn't seem fair. I hope you enjoyed the play.
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