Tuesday, August 04, 2009
Police again here last night, and my own trip this morning downtown to talk with the investigators, a DJJ apppointment, a flurry of faxes to change my will - not that I have a single penny to my name - but because of a strange and dire situation, several unrelated different incidents over the past few days regarding my kids here at home, a dental emergency, and then, before bed last night, to be slammed with the awful news regarding the death of my dear friend, and fellow adoptive mother, Cindy Adams...I have no words. I am simply devastated. I often depended on her for advice, logic, and friendship.
I want to lift her husband, Howard, up in prayer and their ten children. I cannot begin to fathom the depths of their grief.
I sat in a pathetic heap on my sofa yesterday, crying for hours, my eyes red and swollen, accomplishing nothing. I have too much to do to give in to apathy and sorrow. I'll just sob while I work I suppose.
Open House at schools all afternoon.