not as I wish they were.

The morning is going by in slow motion... Dad wanted to talk earlier.. he is going through his clothes.. and my mom's clothes.. wanting me to find someone who can use them.. he doesn't want them to be sold.. like at a salvation army thrift store.. or goodwill.. he wants someone who will use them. He is trying to get rid of some of the reminders already... I think that might be a good thing.. but I will hang on to them.. in case he wants them back.. I will find a place somewhere..  He is out running errands.. I think he needs to try to get back as close as he can to his normal routine. 

What is normal?  ...I am the last person to be able to talk about something being normal.. my life is a whirlwind of confusion and devastation.. For my part.. I have open cuts in my soul.. and each day just rubs salt in them.  I think of other ways that my life can be.. and then realize that I don't.. and won't have that type of life.. not the life I want.. there are too many things I've done that can't be undone.. and anyone who cares eventually leaves.. whether they plan on it... or not.  I thought about going to the doc for a checkup.. since I haven't had one in so long.. but I will wait until I feel like something is wrong with me.. I don't feel like I'm going to die anytime soon.. I keep having these.. thoughts... I feel like I'm going to either pass on at 62 ...or 68 years old.. but I'm not certain which... I want to do some things before I do.. but I doubt I'll ever get the chance... I need to just live my life for my daughters.. and be there for them.. what I want really isn't that important.. any time I try to reach for anything.. I'm shot down anyway.. I don't feel like I'm that bad of a person.. I try to be there for people.. I try to do what I can for everyone... and still I feel like life just aims at the target on my back.. and shoots me down whenever I make an effort.. yes.. I am beat.. I'm tired.. I just want to quit sometimes and just lay in the bed all day.. I think we all have those days.. but I'm having months of that... it gets to be an effort to continue on.. but I have.. and will still do it... I want to experience some of the joys that life has to offer.. but my moments of joy are far and few between.. and the most joyous experiences I've ever had.. turned out to be a lie.. sure.. they were wonderful as they happen.. but I have the rest of my life to dwell on the fact that I was a distraction.. no amount of words will change my outlook on that.. I will just have to deal with things as they are.. and not as I wish they were..

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