Friday

A few days have passed since this post. Very busy, anxious, and rewarding days, I might add.

My friend is home and well, after the hospital stay. More medical appointments are in store; however, the cardiac situation is resolved. I thank God for answering my prayers in the affirmative.

There were some waves of grief, with my friend as an inpatient. Just being in a hospital room was difficult for me. I must remind myself that this is a normal reaction, especially as the two month anniversary of my mother's death is not yet here.

I have written a few times to my long distance supporter, yet have not heard from this soul for a few weeks, which also triggers some tears.

Difficult to know if this feeling is more related to grieving my Mom, or to missing the one whose emotional support has been a godsend. Time will tell, I suppose.

Perhaps the gifts of guidance through my grief is enough to have received from this person, although I would like more.

I do know that my feelings are on the surface more these days, through my friend's medical trials. Maybe I need to allow myself to just be, and not try to analyze what precipitates these emotions.

I would be remiss not to mention the anniversary of 9/11. Eight years have passed, yet the emotions are raw for many who continue to grieve. I feel fortunate not to have personal losses, although I know our world has forever changed with this attack, and my grief is for all.

Tomorrow will come soon enough, and I look forward to new experiences, with new people who will enter my life.