Sunday and Decorations and Coming to Terms

Sunday is supposed to be a day of rest. I'm taking my rest today. It's gray and overcast here and cold in the mornings. I had a busy day yesterday with my volunteer work. Today I'm going to get my Christmas tree. Last year I paid a designer friend to come and decorate my house. This year I'm paying a couple of teenagers to help me. I missed not doing it myself. I didn't decorate for Halloween this year like I did last year or give out extravagant trick or treat items. I was too "not myself." I won't let myself slide back into that "not myself" place again. I could barely even talk about it but here's what happened. Over the course of about six weeks, five teenagers I knew died, ruined their lives or had their lives ruined for them. How do you make sense of such tragedy? You just don't. You work your way through the morass of grief. You hold on to those precious people in your lives. You move on. I've missed you all. Thank you for your cards, words of encouragement and advice. Now, let's get on with the business and joy of living.