i got back to lexington this morning (5am flights – do not recommend). i’m exhausted, physically and mentally.
it was wonderful to see my uncles and their friends whom i met when i was down for new years, but my grandmother isn’t well and it breaks my heart. there’s not a whole lot i can think of to say outside of that.
grief presents itself to us in many different ways. my mom’s death was so sudden – one minute we were e-mailing back and forth about the weather and the dog; the next, she was gone – and it hit me like a freight train. but this…this is something wholly different, and painful and heartwrenching in new ways.
i don’t have a whole lot to say. i go back to work tomorrow – 630am spin class, 730am yoga. going to do some light squats, non-BB chest (benching with coach on friday), and some dippy accessory work.
and then i’m going to go to starbucks and write down every memory of my grandmother i can grasp, before they slip away like smoke.