Circles

I have been out of town since Friday night, and not having made it home until nearly midnight last night has caused me to be a bit out

sorts this morning. The events of this weekend have left me feeling a tiny bit unbalanced.

I lived a kaleidoscope of emotions. I possibly shed some light on those dark shadows I have been wondering about. I believe the darkest is actually death.

Granddaddy pulled through the surgery fine. Mother and I packed all of his belongings, loaded both vehicles, spent several hours talking, and made plans for the move. I took a tour of his new retirement condominium in Conway and am very relieved. Mother will go back in the morning and meet the moving company.

Daddy called while I was cleaning his apartment, and will be home tomorrow night. This is where I realized my source of fear - this conversation. He'll have the 14 hour flight back from Germany. Still he isn't in Iraq anymore, but I have an intense fear of losing him.

This evening I will un-crate all of the books from Granddaddy's office. Some I absolutely can not wait to get home and read. It was a very difficult feat this weekend to pack them without browsing too much or spending too much time on them. I have all night.

I was a bit apprehensive to walk through the door last night after being gone all weekend with a teenager coming and going, but all was clean and in its place. It has been such a relief lately to come home to everything in order.

I suppose this weekend mother was the one reflecting. I was contemplating more possibilities of peace. With eyes wide open and my heart finally resting and warm, I conclude that I made a very productive weekend all in all. Emotionally and physically. This is a good feeling.