Journal entry by Joanne Negstad — 11 minutes ago
"How are you?" people ask. "OK" "As well as I could hope." So goes many of my conversations. However, today, honestly, I'm uneasy. What is that about, you might ask. Perhaps if I write I'll gain some clarity myself.
Haven't you ever found yourself uneasy without knowing why? I know it has to do with absence. But, what do I fear? My singular routines seem ever more normal, and, I think that relates to my unease. Do I really want a normal in the presence of absence? Why must I leave her behind? Does this mean that she is less important? There, I think that's it. There's fear that she will be forgotten, even by me.
THAT makes me uneasy.
What is 'normal', healthy, helpful, now into the third month of absence? I don't know. I've never been here before and this new place makes me uneasy.
Blessings,
Al
Haven't you ever found yourself uneasy without knowing why? I know it has to do with absence. But, what do I fear? My singular routines seem ever more normal, and, I think that relates to my unease. Do I really want a normal in the presence of absence? Why must I leave her behind? Does this mean that she is less important? There, I think that's it. There's fear that she will be forgotten, even by me.
THAT makes me uneasy.
What is 'normal', healthy, helpful, now into the third month of absence? I don't know. I've never been here before and this new place makes me uneasy.
Blessings,
Al
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