It is drizzling outside, and the girls are playing nicely downstairs, but I'm finding it hard to make myself do anything this afternoon. The grey skies match my mood. So far I've avoided dealing with all this loss by working really hard and pushing it way down under all the dust and laundry and weeds where I can't find it. Today, it has surfaced, and I'm trying not to curl up in a fetal position and sob.
So far I've posted about the lovely friends that my girls have lost. Now here is the post about MY peeps, some of the best women I've been privileged to hang with.
Now there is just myself, S1, and S2 left here. We all embraced in the library this morning when we met during drop off for the children's program. "It seems so...lonely somehow," S2 commented. "Alternate reality, " I agreed. We sighed and departed. We're all feeling this ennui.
I really should go do something productive to take my mind off things right now. Maybe I'll tackle those curtains for the tree house. S1 brought me fabric from her mother's house...it would only take a few straight seams...