Today when I woke up I just knew my day wasn’t going to go as planned. I had planned to drive back to the cape, but for some reason I decided against it and stayed in NY one more day. I didn’t feel quite up to par and just took the day to lay low and stay in the apartment in front of the tv. Not like me at all. Not a day goes by that I don’t either go to the gym or yoga. Today was decidedly different. The last time I stayed in NY on a Monday and had a feeling I shouldn’t drive back, my mom passed away the next day. Naturally staying here today made me once again focus on loss. The day seemed like it was stopped – like a space in time. My husband and a good friend were here for me today. Their gifts of love and friendship helped me through a difficult day. A day caught in space and time. A day I needed to stop and regroup. Now, at the end of the day, I feel rejuvenated and ready to leave and resume normal life tomorrow. Today I consider a lucky day because….
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