The aftermathWritten by hootenannie on August 5th, 2008
My head is in a vice. I am so tired that coffee doesn’t even taste good. I stare blankly at the contents of my big red bag – wallet, calendar, book, chapstick, mail, sunglasses, gum – wondering what I should do.
“You should balance your checkbook.” “I can’t.”
“You should look at your to-do list.” “I can’t.”
“You should eat that piece of gum.” “I can’t.”
I was in Kansas City this weekend for a birthday extravaganza with my mom and my sister Becca, as the rest of my family was out of town, and was booked on the last flight back to Nashville last night. But it was delayed, and then delayed, and then delayed… so late that I told Julie not to pick me up, and that I would find a way home. But even when I disembarked the random middle-of-the-night airport shuttle van and finally crawled into bed at 3am, I felt happy that I am now 26, and that I have such amazing people in my life.
Seriously. I don’t deserve the friends and family that I have. Thank you for all of your well-wishes on my birthday yesterday, and for continually walking with me through this life – even if it’s simply through reading my blog. I am so grateful for the gift I have found in these connections.
I know that I am not going to do a very good job blogging today, so instead, I’ll give you a video.