It started yesterday – I felt like I was in a dark cave. I didn\’t feel like talking. My husband asked me if he did anything that I was mad at – poor guy.
\”No, I\’m just feeling blah and want to be quiet.\”
Last night I had dreams of people who have left this earth – which then had me wake up this morning feeling awfully sad. I woke up with tears. I miss my mommy and daddy, my sister, and of course my son. In a way I am glad they aren\’t here to live through all of this. I\’d be worried about them. It\’s funny, because when I get really sad, I don\’t miss my \”parents\” I tend to miss \”my mommy and daddy\” – they way they were when I was a child – they protected me. It\’s like I emotionally revert back to being a little girl. The other day, I found my dad\’s sunglasses he had lost in the yard – I\’m sure that was a trigger.
I\’m emotional too. With the funeral of Rep. Lewis, the death of Hermann Cain and we had another death here in Shasta County, from Covid reported last night. The person was 80. Doesn\’t matter. That person was important to someone and that person is now grieving.
I went to the store early for toilet paper. We were down to 2 rolls. Dang, if the section for TP has been reduced in size. I don\’t get that. So that made me sad.
Yesterday on Facebook, my favorite Mexican restaurant posted that he needs to open with outside dining or he\’s going to lose his business. He\’s been here since 1999. He\’s waiting to be approved. We ordered take out the other night and noticed he had some tables and chairs out. It will help but when the temps are over 100 and will be until Sept/Oct he still has a rough road ahead. I am concerned about him and others like him.
There are many fires up here in the northern part of my state.
Modoc county which was the last holdout – not having any cases of Covid, just reported 2. I was rooting for them too.
Bethel Redding just sent out a memo, encouraging the hundreds who attended that worship service, to get tested. Already 9 have tested positive from that service. That doesn\’t make me sad, he makes me boiling mad.
I miss my kids. I miss my father-in-law. I just miss my old way of life. The last fun I had, was on Feb 29 at my son\’s wedding.
I was doing so well. I kept busy and happy, by putzing in my garden.
Oh I will get through it – need to find something new to be busy with. I need more things to do with my hands.