Yesterday I was in a closed door client meeting all day with no access to my phone or email.
On the way over to my office for a small meeting with my department I checked my voicemail.
I heard the message from my mom saying that my uncle had died the night before. Then my cell phone died so that was the only message I got.
So, I had no idea that my meeting was canceled for a company wide meeting that was not full of shits and giggles as my Dad would say.
Yesterday was a really bad day.
In some ways it’s been a really bad year with three deaths in less then three months.
I feel especially bad for my Grandmother who has lost her husband and son in less then two weeks.
I just feel so damn heavy and tired. Dealing with the deaths, old family wounds ripping open, work pressure.
I really can’t wait to take a week off when this project is done and do nothing but sleep and cuddle with Gary and Pandora.
