- Break anything
- Crash any computers
- Screw up anything beyond repair
- Quit
- Cry at work
- Pull ALL my hair out
- Send email
- Write checks
- Sort of work with Quick Books
- Do a community calendar
- Help with Christmas Festival
- Answer the phone
- Sell movie certificates
Here's the thing ... I'm not sure I can explain it, but I'll give it my best shot. I just want him to come home now. It's like I'm on a roller coaster and I keeping going round and round, revisiting where I've been. I told my sweet friend, Kar,i today that I just want him home, he can come home now. I miss Doug this week like never before in these 7 months. It will be 7 months on Sunday.
You see Doug would have quietly listened to me. He'd have pretended that I wasn't going on and on and on and on and on at all. He would have given quiet advice. He would have told me, "You can do this!" He would have told me to breathe. He would have just listened. He would have asked the minute I came home, "How'd it go?" Just like he used to ask the kids the minute they got home from a game, "What'd the coach say?" ... He would have cared.
I have that sick to my stomach feeling that I've had for quite some time. I just never quite feel great. I know this too shall pass ... but sheeeeesh!
So ... I know there are amazing prayer warriors out their, a dear friend whose son was hurt, has been sending out requests for prayers. So prayer warriors, in this season of twinkle and shine, please would you send some prayers for peace in the hearts of me and mine. Give us the ability to find the joy of this holiday season, even in the midst of our loss.
Until soon,
vic

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