Friday, November 21, 2014

The Weeks After

Leaving the doctor's office, I immediately made it home to throw in a load of laundry, clean the kitchen, pay the bills, run errands, and go grocery shopping.  In fact, with no doctor's visits on the books, I began to pile my schedule up with errands and busyness to fill up my time. 

In the following weeks, I went through our "master bedroom" which had become a construction zone/catch-all.  We had dinner with our good friends, the MCs.  We had movie dates with my family, worked on the house, and poured ourselves into our jobs.  I turned my attention to my friends and made cobblers for birthdays and planned my best friend's baby shower.

On November 14th, I said "goodbye" to an old friend from elementary school as we laid him to rest following an unexpected suicide.  As I sat at his funeral, I couldn't swallow the giant lump in my throat.  I would be lying if I didn't admit that I knew what it felt like to want out of the despair.

The holidays were bittersweet; however, I don't think either one of us had time to slow down and think.  Therefore, we spent as much time as we could with our families and I tried to repair the lost hope I once had.


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