This may be a bit graphic, but I wanted to share my own experience in hopes that it may help someone else with their own grief.

Sunday, May 20, 2012

It Does Get Easier

I've been visiting family this weekend. I'll be heading back home this afternoon. I drove down on Friday way later than I expected, and then I chose some "unusual behavior" for myself.

Normally when I drive down to my Mom's I get here and then stay up WAY later just chatting with Mom. Then I'm exhausted and cranky and have to caffeine load and drive home half asleep. This time I drove down (I DID get off work a couple of hours later than anticipated), chatted for just a moment and then went to sleep. She did seem surprised, but she didn't act disappointed.

I woke up early on Saturday and we went to my favorite thrift store and then drove to my Sister's new place. We grilled out with my sisters for lunch then drove back to her house so I could change and drive to the "river" (a little house located on the bank of a river) to hang with some friends of mine that I've had since high school and some friends of theirs... and some of their mothers (and their kids). I had a wonderful time. It was great visiting with my friends.

These are friends that although they had met Allen, they didn't really know him because we never spent any time in Clanton as a married couple. They treated me the same as they always have. I have visited with them several times over the years, not a lot because usually if I made it this far South I mostly just saw family.

My favorite thing so far is that my mother didn't make a fuss over me going to visit with them. She didn't cry, or accuse me of not wanting to spend time with her. Also, she hasn't mentioned one word about me moving back to this state to live closer to her.

As a side note I have been frustrated by the gimpy wifi here. But when I drove to the river, I was totally sans phone connection.

I'm also really proud that didn't send me in to a full fledged panic attack :).

It was good for me to be disconnected. I got back to mothers before she and her husband returned from their evening out, and was in bed at a decent hour.

Is it weird that it's taken me so long to have such a good visit where I'm not just exhausted the whole time I'm here?

And as a side note, will I ever learn to use sunblock? I got sunburned grilling out at my sister's LOL.

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