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I am taking vacation next week. I usually am excited for a whole week off. I am not. A week at the cabin usually refreshes me. The water does that for me. I am hopeful...if I ever get there. I am not ready. Haven't been shopping, haven't packed. Not sure I want to go anymore. Part of me wants to stay home. Pack up his cloths finally. Clean out the bedroom. Move the furniture around. Finally.
I will go. The grass has to be cut. It will be a jungle up there after all the rains. But I am not excited. Sigh. It just isn't much fun without him.