I am having a hard time sitting down and writing anything. I am having a hard time wanting to talk to anyone. I am mourning what has become my home away from home. I am having a hard time getting into a conversation with anyone about anything. I am having a hard time answering questions. I am having a hard time coming up with things to say.
Solomon wished that this was the last day of school as he is missing me while he is there. Eden has been sick since we got home and I started malaria treatment today because she is sleeping a lot and has a fever that comes and goes. It could be a cold and I am sure it is, but it doesn’t hurt. Arley is heading back to work today, after spending the last 2 1/2 days clearing and cleaning his garage. It’s hard getting back into reality. Abraham was who I feared for , that he wouldn’t adjust well when we got back, but it seems that he is the one taking it best.
Oh Friend, I’m so sorry you are having such a difficult time. I wish there was some magical words I could say to take it all away and make it better. I can only offer this… I will give you your space, allow you to get back into a routine, and whenever you are ready for talking, company, even email exchange, you let me know. I’ll be here. Wishing you happiness! Lori