So grateful that I went to Prague to see my baby girl. Got home Friday at midnight. My checked bag is lost in transit between Prague and Denver. United says theyre tracing it but with no results yet. Feeling tired and jet lagged and somehow sad. I think its the exhaustion of the trip hitting me - but all I want to do is get in bed and cry for my lost Eileen Fisher sweaters, new down jacket and the yellow silk scarf that Sarah brought me from Italy years ago. I know that my grief really comes from a pool of losses much greater than a scarf or down jacket. But thinking of my lost suitcase brings up this old sadness like a tidal wave - its for a departed husband, girlfriend, father, kittie and ironically for my beautiful children who are all grown up and doing so well on their own. Funny how grief is so easily tapped into by the smallest of losses. Ill let myself cry it out today and when I feel stronger Ill pray for courage and guidance and move forward. But today the tidal wave is winning and Im floundering in a flood of grief. This is a price we pay for being human and having the capacity to love deeply. Ill pay it gladly. Because love is all there is and Im so grateful to know that...
Posted on: Mon, 24 Nov 2014 16:26:42 +0000
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