Thursday, August 22, 2013

A Quiet Day

Nothing earth-shattering happened today.  I had breakfast, got washed and dressed, and then had my osteopath treatment with Anita.  She worked on the sorest parts of my body: neck, lower back, right hand. 

My body feels better, rejuvenated.

If only my mind could be soothed as easily ....

All day long, I've had Mom's favourite song in my head:  "Can't Get Started With You" by Bunny Berigan.  ( )  It's both comforting and yet painful as well.

Yesterday, I had "I'll Be Seeing You" by Rosemary Clooney playing over and over in my head. (  )  Again, it was both comforting and painful. Comforting because it was as if Mom was telling me that one day we'd be together again.  Painful because I want to be with her right now!

Last year, after Mom died, I immediately had "Go Your Own Way" by Fleetwood Mac.  It felt like she was telling me she had confidence in my ability to take my destiny in my own hands.

I'm grieving in music.  It's wonderful, terrible, and intense.  I'm going to distract myself by eating a tuna sub, watching Enterprise, and working on my art proposal.

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