I wasn’t going to blog until we got settled in Up North, but I think you know by now that I usually don’t even follow my own rules.
Brian left just minutes ago with our Bella and our belongings in a huge truck, and our car transporting behind.
Shel, Myke, and I are on our phones, waiting for the airport shuttle to arrive in just over an hour. All of our flight bags are packed and ready to head to the airport.
Since being on all these medicines, I don’t have any emotions to process. Good in the sense that I’m not crying and worrying obsessively about our pet leaving us for a few days, or about leaving Florida and the home I have come to know in living here the past twenty-something years.
Bad? I don’t know. Even if/when I can come off the pain meds and antidepressants, will I have delayed emotions about all of this? Will I one day realize I can’t just “go home” anymore?
Thank you for reading.
Lisa
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