It’s Sunday night, and I’m still in a bit of a haze with recent events. Today we celebrated my mom’s 77th birthday, the first birthday 58 years that she hasn’t celebrate with my dad in her life. We’re all pretty focused on mom right now, because we’re all affected by the passing of my father, but none of us affected a fraction of how my mom’s life is being throw into the cement mixer right now.
I really don’t feel like writing that much tonight. The emotional roller coaster I’ve had the last few days is taking a bit of a toll. I’m trying to watch a little of the Chiefs’ preseason game, and lo and behold, first pass of by Mahomes leads to a score.
My schedule this next week is a bit up in the air, as one might expect. I am very thankful for the sentiments passed along to me by other members of my team at work. It matters. I’d like to think that I can deal with the reality of this situation in a mature, snap right back into place kind of attitude. That’s a goal. The reality might be a bit different however. I’m not saying that I’m going to collapse into a ball of mush, but I also don’t want to reinforce an illusion of invulnerability. I want to be honest about this whole process. This was my dad. I need to do a little reconciliation in my head about what’s real, what’s perceived, and what’s best for me (us) relative to the healing process.
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Peace y’all.
