No Numbness

by | Sep 26, 2010 | 0 comments

It was a restless night with Audrey up a couple of hours after I went to sleep.

It was probably a mistake on my part thinking I could contribute a slideshow to the benefit concert.  I thought since I did so much for the funeral, one slideshow would be easy- but I don’t have the luxury of being in a state of shock- the numbness that brought- right now.  Those early days I moved through everything with a sharpness and clarity because I don’t think I could really feel anything.  Now I feel it.  I’m working on a slideshow that feels like it should be fulfilling and exciting because it’s honor of you and has some lovely photos- but then it’s not fulfilling.  It’s empty and painful.

I guess I thought it would add a personal touch- a face- your face- to the concert and wanted to do that for you.  I think about what you would like every second- “Would you like this picture?”  Sometimes I can hear you saying, “Oh, not that one.”

I am angry with you.  How could you leave me like this?

JAC

September 26, 2010

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