Hello. Monday.
I've been sitting here in semi-darkness with candles burning since 5:30 a.m.
How do you overcome the guilt of being grateful that things weren't worse when for so many other people It was so devastatingly worse and continues to be so?
As I headed over to the retreat to feed Tula and retrieve some needed items It finally all hit me, and I just broke down and bawled ragged sobs in the car.
I had been holding all of this horror in check since the tree came down on Dave on Friday.
It may be a couple more days before we have power. And we are the lucky ones.