I am back in the real world and thinking I should just throw the newly laundered clothing back in the suitcases and go back to my dream world.
A dear friend lost her son, he was my age but it does not make it less painful. He was found dead at home. He had had cancer but the heartbreaking part was that he had always kept away from the family, for the most part. So much time wasted. His name was the same as my son so there are many levels of pain in this happening.
If things stay steady it will be about a 5 pound loss from when I left for DW. I ate what I wanted, sometimes just a bite or two, and enjoyed many things that are not usually allowed on my diet and this happened. DW is truly a place for magical happenings!
Youngest grandson has taken up residence. It is not that he has such an overwhelming love for his dear granny but the fact that it is a large house and he can hide out in one or two and just do what he wants. Late night Scrabble games ensued with myself barely holding my own and enjoying every second of it.
I will write some sort of a shortened version of a TR when and if I survive the next week or so. Even without doing it up royally, as usual, I am still short on time to do what I do need to do.
Thank you all for your kind thoughts and prayers, especially useful during my dark ride through Atlanta one night.
Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year to you all and hoping that a DW trip is under your tree and we might ALL meet next year!
SG/Linda