Very weird day on Sunday.
Rough day on Monday.
Today was okay.
Then I spilled almost boiling water all over my chest. (I'm okay.)
In an effort to make a bright spot, I ordered pictures for our Christmas cards. After receiving an email that they're done, I go to pick them up. Lady says they never got the order. Deep breath. No big deal, it's just pictures. I'll reorder them, but now we're running an hour behind. Nothing that can't be fixed.
I decide to look for a few things on my list while I'm in town, and can't find them anywhere. Looks like I'll order online. Again, no big deal.
Coffee. Surely that will help!
I order a coffee...come and help me, you glorious and loving coffee bean...and help me quickly! Maybe it will ease the evening. Just bring a bit of happiness in a cup before my day ends.
When I'm done, a sweet lady comes up and orders next. They ask her her name. She very loudly, happily, excitedly announces, "JUDY!"
***But I can't call her...though I wish so bitterly that I could.***
May you know your grief is sacred, wherever it finds you.