A long day...

It is almost 11, and I am soon to bed. Thank God. This is just the kind of day that I would have emailed to tell Kit about. I miss her so much, more now than when she died last winter. She understood me, and that I am a person with weaknesses, but still loved me.

I am feeling all those weaknesses tonight. I am so tired that it seems a chore to get out of this chair and go to bed. Abby sits in the other chair in my office, doing her homework. She is a nightbird, no doubt about it.

I worked really hard at my job today, playing catch-up from being sick with a tummy bug yesterday (even though I did do some work from home on the computer). Had lunch with Shirley, Barb and Carol K. at Panera -- soup tasted perfect and was good for my upset tummy!

I left work, drove to North to get Abby. We drove to Redbud to have dinner with my mom and Betty. Then, I drove Abby to Hobby Lobby to get facepaint for her acting class doing "Living Statues" at the Farmers Market Saturday. Then to Bloomingfoods to get her Lotus tickets. Then to the library to return her CDs. Then I dropped her off at home. She let out the dog and took a nap, while I went back to my mom's to go over some information with her. (Mom was very anxious that I look at her papers and her plans for her funeral; she is having heart catheterization on Oct. 10 and is worried about it.) Then I went to Kroger's to get trash tags so the trash can get picked up tomorrow morning. Then, at home I took out the two trash cans, added some stuff. Then I got inside and talked on the phone to two moms whose daughters are coming down to visit Abby for Lotus this weekend.

Now I am going to read a novel for a few minutes and fall gratefully asleep. As I was writing, the thought of Kit never getting to be involved with her kids, never being overwhelmed with stuff to do, never laughing over the trials of our lives together again...

Well, she would have laughed with me over a day like this has been. I would have quoted my old boss, Shirley, one more time: "Thank God, Lynne, for your messy, busy, demanding life. It's what has made you flexible and able to laugh!"

Good night.