Heading to bed. Long drive (2 hours there and 2 hours back), but we were with family as we said celebrated Todd’s gramma’s life. The casket seemed too small to contain such a tall, vibrant woman. She was 97. I can’t imagine living that long… imagine all the things she saw in her years. It boggles my mind.
I love Todd’s family and I’m so glad we were all together. Now I’m tired and I’ve found another small piece of calm for myself – I have the interview with that department at my old university. It’s set for Monday, 4pm. I was told my references were glowing.
I’ve been up since 2am, so my mind is not all it could be. I will note this: after I had the interview on Friday afternoon, I actually slept, without the aid of sleeping pills, on Friday and Saturday nights. If that isn’t telling, I don’t know what is.
My eyes are burning and I feel like I’ve been hit by a bus. I would love to write a bit about the wonderful lady I talked to today – a friend of Todd’s family who lives about a block away from his gramma’s hosue. I promise to write more about her later. She was wonderful and I loved talking to her today. Sometimes you meet someone and you feel a kinship….. and that’s what I felt.
I hope I have the chance to visit with her again. Her birthday is tomorrow – she’ll be 77. I hope she has a lovely day.
good night from moonfire and the family…