Back from NY again. This time home was different from a few weeks ago. The weather seemed to condone mourning instead of adventures. It was cold and rainy for 3 of the 4 days I was home. Mom had to work during the week and so I was on my own, with naught to do but clean and sort through Dad's things. A depressing task any day of the week. But I still think that these trips home are helping me deal with the loss. It's good to talk with Mom and be in our house.
I certainly do feel more like myself than I did a month or so ago. It seems that the break from school was well needed and well deserved. Hopefully the next semester wont be as onerous as the summer session was.
Hmm, I find myself with nothing to say. Toodle-oo!
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