Like I said, yesterday was super busy. I picked up new merch at the post office; bought a lot of art supplies; and, bought groceries at Loblaws.
At College Park, I got some supplements at the health food store and more art supplies at the dollar store. I also bought a pink luggage strap at a store that sold bags etc.
It was a good day, a fun day. And yet - especially when I was at College Park - ghosts kept following me around! That's good. Sure. I miss Mom and Rob so much. I wish I could see, hear, touch them all the time.
It's good that I can feel the presence of the people I love, have memories of them float through my head. I cherish those moments.
And yet, it's kind of bad too. I mean, when I went to the luggage store I had to take several deep breaths and try to puah away the memories of when my mom had her first heart attack and collapsed there. And even now I can"t go past Metro or Tim Hortons witjout feeling a pang of sadness and anxiety. The luggage store makes sense because something terrible happened there but I don't know why I have these same feelings towars places where we had fun.
Well, tomorrow is my counselling appointment-maybe she can figure me out!