Officially...a CRAPPY Year!

My mom

This is the first time I'm up to writing to my blog. It's official: It's a crappy year. First, Sam Kreitenberg (Sandy's father-in-law), Second, Sam Sultan (The Sultan family patriarch), Third, Joe Cohen (Rob's Uncle), Fourth, Ernie Cohen (Rob's Dad), Fifth, Vera McDonald, (my Mom)...

So many, so soon, in one year. {sigh}

To console myself, I've begun knitting a prayer shawl; a simple one...garter stitch only. I feel lost, cry some. Feel a little sorry for myself. Try to laugh. It's all hard. Next month, I go back to KY to bury her with her mom and dad. {sigh}

I still get distracted. Working on wash cloths, hot pads and such. I will bring doilies and socks to KY to work on. Nothing big. Gosh what am I thinking? It's the trivial things that seem to occupy my mind. Suddenly, the smallest detail will become the most important. It's hard to focus -- work, friends, people, everyone and everything.

I just want the hurt to go away.