Sunday, July 5, 2009

At The End Of The Day

At the end of the day I am exhausted. I feel more tired than the minute before, and there are moments when I don't know for sure when this will end.

I miss James, I miss my cottage and my two golden girls. I wonder what "normal" will look like at Christmas time this year. Where will I be? Home? Here? Somewhere I'm not expecting? How will I know when I find normal again?

2 comments:

  1. Such progress Parker has made... correction, you and Parker have made. I think you might not return to normal as your "normal" has changed. You might find that you have changed and therefore, you'll be defining your new normal. (((hugs)))

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  2. A new normal. I kind of like the way that sounds.

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