We are finally home after being gone for 12 days. Or 13. I’m never good with calculating that.
I would have to say this was the worst trip—and week and a half—of my life ever: speeding ticket, death of a best friend, having to call friends to tell them of said death, cracked windshield, riding out a hurricane, explaining what happened over and over again to different people as they asked who hadn’t heard of said friend’s death, waiting on friend’s body to return home from hurricane land, funeral, funeral aftermath.
There’s too much rolling around in my head right now, and some of that I’m trying to get down in different posts.
I’m sure eventually I’ll get back to my happy blogging self, but in all honesty right now I’m not in the mood.
For now, I just wanted to let y’all know we’re home.
I’ve got a lot of comments to reply to. And bloggers to catch up with. This may take me a while.
Until next time...
As complicated as it all was, you did the right thing by your friend and his partner. You don’t get cosmic brownie points or anything like that. You may have felt awkward, sad, and miserable throughout it, but it was the right thing.
You are a good man Mr. Rubright!
Thank you. Most of my focus was to concentrate on Dwayne and keep him supported through that time. And continuing. I just try to imagine what it would be like if it had been the Husbear, and how lost I would feel.
Maybe you should just take a few days off from the internet and other distractions and have some alone time at home.
The more I take off, the more I have to catch up with. *sigh* Unless I just do a “mark all as read”, but then I miss the goings-on in your life.
I’ve said it before, but it cannot be said too much…you are loved.
Thank you. I love you too. *hugs*
I am sorry your holiday was a disappointment; bad timing with all these events.
I hope your next one is more soothing and pleasant.
That makes two of us, at least. Speaking of our next trip… at the end of October, the Husbear and I will be out y’all’s way. Kind of. We’ll be in Vegas.
Life is hard sometimes, isn’t it?
Yes it is. And it seems to come in spurts.