Damn
I went food shopping at Pathmark on Friday, and I just broke down.
It hit me like a ton of bricks, out of nowhere.
Thoughts of visiting my father at his deathbed. How hard it was, and how inadequate I felt. And, that horrible horrible moment when I had to leave for the airport, and had to say goodbye to him for what I knew was the last time.
It all came crashing down on me.
Sobbing into my cart in the produce aisle.
I composed myself as best I could. I take care of myself.
But, I know I walked around like a zombie. Not even sure of what I bought, and
still trying to shake the thoughts.
What's the old saying?
One step forward two steps back.
(felt like at least two hundred)
It hit me like a ton of bricks, out of nowhere.
Thoughts of visiting my father at his deathbed. How hard it was, and how inadequate I felt. And, that horrible horrible moment when I had to leave for the airport, and had to say goodbye to him for what I knew was the last time.
It all came crashing down on me.
Sobbing into my cart in the produce aisle.
I composed myself as best I could. I take care of myself.
But, I know I walked around like a zombie. Not even sure of what I bought, and
still trying to shake the thoughts.
What's the old saying?
One step forward two steps back.
(felt like at least two hundred)
posted by Annie Van Bergen at 12:56 PM
2 Comments:
actually, I think it's "two steps forward, one step back."
But, who's counting.
And, also, a good cry about a deep loss ia a good thing. I guess, it didn't have to be Pathmark, though.
Annie
I's good to have a weep. Let it out and let the sunshine in
keep smiling honey
Pete
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