That’s my daughter, as she left for Montana on Sunday. I asked if they wanted to take my rocking chair to put on the roof of the truck, it would complete the “Beverly Hillbillies” picture. I was heartsick to see her go. I was heartsick that she was leaving this way. And then she was out of touch for 36 hours and I was sick to my stomach worrying about her. But they made it. I have to be done worrying about her like this. She is a 36 year old woman!
I’m starting to feel more calm about retiring. I am grateful that I can. I am glad to be leaving my workplace. I can’t believe I lasted as long as I did because it really is not a friendly, healthy environment. I still have 18 more days to get through. 18 days too long in many ways, and then far too short when I consider all I need to wrap up in that time.
I am going to an AA meeting AND mass on my way to work this morning. I need to do anything I can do to keep the fear at bay.
It’s getting better every day….