Sitting at a stoplight I was suddenly overwhelmed by heaviness and fatigue. Getting home was an act of concentration and sheer will. I am not sure what brought it on. Maybe it’s –
- Mother’s Day and thinking about Dave’s always unique gifts that let me know how much he was thinking about me and how I appreciated I was
- June 16th looming in the horizon
- Grant’s pending graduation and the idea that it is time to launch another kid into the world – this time on my own
- The dismal weather that has settled over this area lately and is too slow in pushing off
Whatever the cause, I am fighting the good fight. Today I mowed, paid bills, did laundry, ran errands. Determination triumphed over hiding under the covers.