Journal entry by Joanne Negstad — Sep 10, 2018
In a couple of days it will be five months since Joanne died. In many ways my life is achieving a new "normal." Today I returned to school. More teachers wanted their best readers to receive enrichment so I have 5th or 6th grade reading groups at 9:30, 10:00, 10:30, 11:00, and 11:30. It's good to be back at Noble Academy where I've volunteered for 8 (?) years. This year I reduced the days I volunteer from 5 days a week to 4, giving me Friday off. It is very satisfying and the delight on the faces of 4, 5th graders I had last year as we resumed reading, now with them in 6th, was priceless. This is one of the activities that gives my life meaning in my retirement.
While blessings and opportunities for me abound, I am troubled. The distance from Joanne's life, as time passes since her death, makes me uneasy. It doesn't seem proper that she is past, and with each passing day, more distant. On the one hand, I know that it is inevitable, but that does not mean that I like it, nor that it feels right. What more can I say about this? I don't know...it's what I feel.
Blessings,
Al
While blessings and opportunities for me abound, I am troubled. The distance from Joanne's life, as time passes since her death, makes me uneasy. It doesn't seem proper that she is past, and with each passing day, more distant. On the one hand, I know that it is inevitable, but that does not mean that I like it, nor that it feels right. What more can I say about this? I don't know...it's what I feel.
Blessings,
Al
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