This morning I went to a women’s brunch at my mom’s church with my mom and Mrs. Alvalee. Mornings are hard for me and I was really tired, but it was nice! We ate and had door prizes and a worship time. Our table hostess was my age and I enjoyed meeting her.
My mom came back to my place to visit for an hour or two when the brunch was over, and we decorated my balcony and learned how to use my blood pressure cuff. (So exciting.)
When she left I was headache-y and worn out, and I got in bed to mess around on my phone and work on my talk for Diamonds. Eventually I had dinner. I was exhausted and ready for bed at 7:30 after that, but going to bed early last night ended up not working out and I didn’t have a great night’s sleep, so I decided to learn from my mistakes and force myself to stay up until 10:00. Since I was so riveted to The Glass Castle the other night, I watched the movie version tonight. It was a beautiful piece of art that made me cry really hard (as expected). While I still have a lot to process from the story, it made me think about trauma and family, demons and stars, right and wrong, and–in the words of Walt Whitman–how we all contain multitudes.