It was not a particularly Scattered Saturday, because I was just not up to doing much. I did manage to go for a run, slowly on slushy roads. I wrote a few postcards. I ran a few errands. I did a very little house cleaning. I am watching a few movies.
The highlight of my day was running into one of Steve’s former co-workers. She gave me a hug and said how sorry she was about Steve’s passing. She told me how much she liked working with him and agreed with me that he was a really great guy.
When she asked how I was doing, in a rare moment of honesty, I said, “I’m falling apart!” But then I pulled myself together and said that I appreciated the time we had together, over 30 years. Of course I treasure the memories.
Being me, I had to add, “If anybody asks my advice about marriage, I’m going to say, ‘Marry a sonofabitch! Then you won’t feel as bummed when they die!’ ”
She agreed with me and gestured towards her husband, who was, I believe, not listening to the conversation. Teehee!
To any friends and family who may be worried about me (although I am sure they all have much greater concerns): I am not falling apart all the time. These things go in spurts. Anyways, in the best of times I rarely have my act together. And so I carry on. Happy Saturday, everyone!
Mohawk Valley Girl 
As the song says, “Every now and then I fall apart!” (Total Eclipse Of The Heart. It’s okay. Grief isn’t fixed in a day.
I remember that song. And it’s true about not being fixed in a day.
You’re strength and honesty are an amazing asset of yours. And I can’t actually picture you saying “TeeHee”.
I rarely say teehee, but I often write it.