A Mommy Blog About Raising Men, Not Boys.

Tuesday, August 29, 2006

What Stage is the I NEED SOMETHING TO DO Stage?

I went to see SNAKES ON A PLANE tonight with my friends. Possibly some sort of therapy was to be had there. Most likely not. The hubby asked if I was really sure I wanted to see a movie about a plane.
I said that there weren't any SNAKES on flight 5191 so I figured I would be alright.
I was right, really, and the movie was a hoot but really all in all, I'm at a loss in general.
There is something I'm supposed to be doing, but I don't know what it is.
I suppose if I was near at hand I'd bake beans or a casserole and take it over to the family. That would be something to do. Something with a purpose.
I get up.
I go to work.
I come home.
I take care of my family.
But I need something to do.
Something else.
Maybe I'm just seeking the closure that the shrinks are always babbling about. There isn't anything to be done now but bury the dead and I am certainly unqualified for that.

Bobby I'm so sorry this happened to you. There aren't enough words in the entire world for me to express how sorry I am. The word for my anger and pain hasn't been invented. I want to scream and rage but instead I'm pretty much just accepting that this isn't particularly useful so I don't bother. The universe isn't listening anyway.

I don't know what I need to do. When I figure it out I'll let you know.


Elizabeth said...

Oh honey, be good to yourself. You wrote a beautiful tribute to Bobby that will exist forever here. I don't know exactly how you feel, but I'm here if you need to talk it out. Take care.

frank said...

Just be you - it's always worked wonders in the past. (Ilove you.)

Anonymous said...

O, but the universe IS listening

Alison said...

Do this.

Advice from my favorite online prophet.