The move is almost complete. Dad got here with the U-haul about 30 minutes ago, and Ian should be in town in about 2 more hours.
Bawling for 2 hours straight is not a good thing if you have a sinus headache already. I feel like my head is going to explode.
We are down one cat. I'm not really able to comment more on that fact right now, I'm still very upset about it. It's no ones fault, and I'm not angry, just very very sad.
Once I started crying about the cat, I couldn't stop, and I cried about everything. I started doubting every decision that we've made, especially the one to leave Edmonton. I'm lonely already, I miss my friends and I miss my home. I hope it gets better soon.
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4 comments:
My condolences. Losing a cat is like losing part of your family. I do know that if something ever happened to one of my cats I would be grieving too. Just hang in there love!
I'm so sorry Jenn. I wish I could say or do something to make it better.
If you need to chat, I'm on msn, and Eman's back as well, so he should be on msn as well.
e-hugs.
I wish I could do more, but distance is a bitch.
Don't worry about crying, Jenn, whether it's about the cat, or the move, or anything. Tears have their place. Remember that things will get better, though.
Feel free to call, or email, or whatever. BTW - do you have a phone number in Sask, yet? I'd love to call you sometime, just to talk.
Miss you, and your family.
Given the string of stuff you've been through lately, crying seems a perfectly rational response. I'm sorry about your cat-that's got to be awful.
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