Temper tantrum

For the past couple days I have felt kind of out of sorts. Not sick or anything but just down in the dumps. Maybe it's the long winter or the 7 pounds I gained in the last few months. But whatever the reason I feel a little depressed.

Due to this mood I decided to come to work early and yell at Lane's picture (and ashes) before I began my day. I told him in no certain terms that because he's not here to cheer me up I may never laugh again. Then I went on to make him feel really guilty about dying and leaving me to deal with life. I raised my voice to emphasize my displeasure that he cheated me out of a happy retirement. I'm telling you I really gave it to him!

Did my little temper tantrum make me feel better? It kind of did. It also reminded me that I no longer have anyone that I can be 100% honest with about how I feel. I would hesitate to tell my family that I feel down. They would worry and what good could would that do any of us.

So, Lane, your picture (and ashes) will still have to bear my wrath. You still have to be my confidant. There just is no else.

Do you still talk to your late husband?

Sue