Yesterday was another good stitching day, two pieces were started. Moons and blues on my mind.
Until a headache and carsick feeling kicked in late afternoon. A delayed reaction that grew and grew until I went to bed. A small price to pay to feel safer in this world, and one step closer to normal.
Today I feel just fine, possibly because tonight, after fifteen plus months, Blue is coming home for two weeks! For the last year I've been lamenting not seeing him be twenty-two, but tonight I will look into and hold his face on the last eve of it, as tomorrow he turns twenty-three. I've been afraid to believe it would really happen, but he's in the air right now...
This morning I went a bit wild with Deb's thread around Jude's moon, but I've lost focus for the last few hours. There is so much I should/could be doing right now- stitching, cleaning, writing a promised article, baking a birthday pie, but all I can do is stare at the clock and hold my breath.
(And just to say, K, Moon and Blue have all finished up their vaccinations.)
