Well folks, I have made it back home. I have to say that this was the most difficult two weeks I have yet to endure in my 35 years. I am not sure that I can really talk about it all just yet. I am having a hard time connecting to reality, probably because it has to be redefined. I am literally dealing moment to moment and am trying to stay busy during the time in between.
I am realizing that no matter how deep the hurt goes, life must go on. School has to be done, dinner made and laundry washed. I am thanking God for my husband being home during this time. He has taken the reigns and is allowing me to just be and feel as I need to.
Every breath I take is a blessing and every second I breathe is full of thoughts of my Dad. I miss him.
It is Songkran time here in Thailand. New Years. A time celebrated for cleaning and renewal. I think I’ll share more about that on my next post. I’ll get back to writing as often as I can :)
Take care all, and give you’re loved ones an extra squeeze tonight!