I offered to pickup and plant for her.
She said yes because she would miss having a garden this year.
She wants to do it together.
This is my first time seeing her since he passed.
Her gardens are directly in the ground and apparently need a lot of work. She thinks we'll have to do the front today and the back on Monday. She's had these gardens for a few years so I'm not sure why so much work, but I trust she knows what she's doing.
My car is full of soil bags and I'm heading over EARLY today. She hasn't been able to sleep well, so she suggested a 7 o'clock start. Lordy. She's usually not a morning person so I didn't count on such an early start.
The decision to pull out of that meeting yesterday was so good for me. I needed a slow-roll day (especially a morning). The day was productive, but restful with quiet space. I need those kind of days sometimes. Especially ahead of today -- emotional day, unexpected morning, etc.
My guess is I'll feel incredibly sad being at their house and seeing her, and cry on my way home. That's usually how it goes for me. That said, I wish I could cry a bit when I see her. It feels cold if I don't, but I promise I feel very deeply, it just gets stuck until I'm alone. I will cry at funerals (and weddings for that matter) because of the music -- that gets the emotion moving.
Hubby is golfing all day and I'll have space this afternoon to be with my feelings too. Man, I miss our friend. I can't believe he's gone. He was quirky and funny and curious and kind.
Tonight I'm walking (little walking flex) to a meet and greet with some local and state level candidates. It starts at 6 -- praise be for that little bit earlier start. Evening meetings love to start at 7 o'clock.
It's a flanked day -- the kind I'm trying to avoid regularly.
Early obligation, late obligation.
Best get going. Have a good day. Later gators.
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