Everything sucks and crying about it feels good.
Thanks, it did. I’ve been a little down all day for some strange reason.
It comes out-of-the-blue sometimes for me. I hear something on the radio and there's a delay and hardly remember the story but I cry. Other times are more predictable - like every Tuesday I drop off goodies for Tman at his house but can't see him. After that I cry all the way home from Brampton. You are not alone!!
Keep running, keep biking
keep paddling, keep hiking
if it makes you feel sane,
it's good for the body - but also the brain!
Of course you can write comforting poetry. :)
We were just talking about you guys tonight and how incredibly sad it is that the pandemic has prevented you from seeing either of your children. Sending a distanced hug.
I’ve been a bit down too with work HR stress, which sure hasn’t helped Bash. Been hard to motivate myself to train, which is out of character. Still, First World Problems.
It’s an interesting time. On Saturday, I felt like I was ready for a rest day, but realized I wasn’t sure if I had the emotional/spiritual energy to do that. It was an odd feeling.
So you feel more energized if you get out on your bike! I saw that you got your guitar out as well. Nice that you saw Jen, too.
Well, we got to see Tman! In emerg:(. What a day!
Given how accustomed you are to spending time with Tman in Emerg after various stumbles over the years, you are probably seeing the silver lining more than most parents would. I hope he's not in too much pain. I'll be dropping off supplies soon. [Edit: Nope, Goose said he would pick them up!]
Btw with the benefit of hindsight, I realize that I missed one big stressor from the list on Sunday morning - Father's Day. Our family often got together on Mother's and/or Father's Day although it wasn't like Christmas when we always got together. On social media, I'd seen lots of photos of people's Dads, both alive and departed, and I'd posted a photo of my own Dad. I wouldn't avoid social media to avoid feeling grief. It's healthy. I like seeing photos of people with their Dads and I like celebrating my friends who are Dads and I like remembering my Dad. But that may explain why it was so easy to burst into tears for no obvious reason that morning.