Larry's son Jordan is coming this weekend. It was his request. He misses coming here and I guess he feels connected to his Dad this way. Some of the routine has been broken. I asked his Mom if she could pay for his groceries while he is here. Today I reminded him about our visit and that he needs to ask his Mom for money for groceries. Jordan (who has autism) and I spoke on his last visit about how I don't have his Dad's money anymore and Jordan responded, "You mean he took his money with him?" He gets angry about this. He doesn't understand why his Dad would do such a thing. It was kind of heartbreaking and writing this I have a very tight feeling around my heart. I too wonder why Larry would do such a thing, go ahead and die. It's not rational, but I seriously have moments where I think, "Did that just really happen?" and it feels like it happened only to me and I'm alone in it. I'm feeling grief stronger as I type. Tried a grief group -- that group wasn't for me. There's one starting in the fall in Princeton. Seems like it might be a lot better plus it ends after 8 weeks so we all have to move on after that.
I gave up cable TV--actually all tv as I have no antenna. Cutting expenses. I don't miss it at all and this is coming from someone who really LOVED relaxing this way. I have a Roku box and can watch Netflix. No commercials and I play more guitar. I joined my local library. I rented exercise DVDs instead of buying them.
I warned Jordan that I have no tv but thought that we could go to the library and rent a few DVDs.
Things break all the time. This week it was a backed up toilet, rain pipe came loose from the gutter and air conditioner broke in the bedroom. I really feel overwhelmed at times with all that comes with keeping up a house, but I wouldn't want to move either. I thought I might want to move, but I find myself loving the house more and more. It's a really nice house for a single person and the yard is very relaxing when I'm not killing poison ivy or getting it. The to do list is endless and I have moments of great anxiety. The air conditioner got fixed by my neighbor just in the nick of time. Where did that expression come from? Anyone?
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This is a good one.
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