15 mins to evacuate

I'm well despite the fires. I'm one of the few who lucked out of the horror. Still I'm suffering from the distress. Above all I'm suffering from survival guilt. I mean some people have been hit so hard, to nothingness and here I'm all I suffer is the ashy-smoky tinged air discomfort. I mean what do you tell the ones who've lost everything? what do you offer them? do you give them money? or do you open your doors to them? or do you lock yourself up and kill yourself with the survival guilt? It's so overwhelming when you're in a place and everyone else has lost all they had but you. You're definitely not on the same page and no one walks in another's shoes for a second so you can't even begin to understand their situation. While sympathy is a no no even empathy seems a tad bit mean here.

Today I went to class and we had a stress/crisis discussion and some of my classmates who were affected shared their grief. The main thing was the minute they got the reverse 911 calls giving them anywhere from 3min to 15mins to evacuate their homes. The sheer confusion of not knowing what to take with them and what not to. They explained how in that moment their priorities in life seemed to suddenly changed. They grabbed medications, some clothings, documents and then some weird items like a metal plunger. I can't begin to fathom the confusion that would linger in such a moment you know what to take and at the same time you don't. If I was to walk in those shoes I'd grab all my important paperwork and some clothes. I know even in writing am at pains to pick so I shall digress...

I vividly remember the night I stood at the patio and watched the fire working it's way downhill towards my house, friends and family called to ensure I had my bag packed ready to voluntarily evacuate but I wasn't ready and honestly I didn't even pack. I couldn't sleep at night, I stayed up all week and at dawn I'd fall asleep and wake up at 5pm PT and the cycle was vicious. However, we made it. God is awesome.

My heart goes out to the deceased souls, the bereaved families and those directly affected, directly affected meaning those who personally lost their loved ones, homes, possessions and property. As a city, everyone in San Diego has been affected directly or/and indirectly. I'm grateful to all the emergency services and each San Diegan. In this time crisis and disaster a lot of corporation has been exhibited and we are all very appreciative to each other.

To all my family, friends, and even blogosphere friends for checking on me. Thanks for hitting the redial button when the reception was bad, for opening your homes to me and the comments and e-mails.

Please tell me had you being the one who got the reverse 911 call to evacuate in 15mins what would you have grabbed?

Wildfires Under Control

Fires Update

Last night when I went to bed there were only eight fires. This morning I woke to thirteen fires. Flashback to Sunday there were only three fires. Suffice to say they're spreading faster than expected. The SD county is running out of water. The only thing that am content and happy about is that people are taking the mandatory evacuations seriously and getting their behinds out of their homes. I know people have lost homes and other valuables worth millions but all that is replaceable so I think it is ok for now. I know it's been hard watching t.v. and suddenly reading your address as one of the houses the fire will be striking next, I can only imagine how devastating it has been getting a reverse 911 call declaring immediate mandatory evacuation, what to grab and what not? or even how heart breaking it is receiving the news that yours is one of the homes that have burned or worse still watching/watched it burn.

These fires are destroying memories that will remain irreplaceable but material cannot measure up to peoples' safety. People have been urged to knock on their neighbors doors during evacuations to ensure no one is left behind. The reverse 911 calls only work for landlines and some don't have landlines in their houses so it's very considerate and thoughtful to knock on those doors and make sure we get everyone out in time. Only one person has died so far, God rest his/her soul in eternal peace. Over 300,000 people have been evacuated and so many homes have burnt down to ashes and beyond recognition. Most of the people have been evacuated or are evacuating to Qualcomm Stadium, home stadium of the San Diego Chargers.

Right now as I type this the fire is coming down the hill towards my house but still it is a safe distant away. The winds have slightly calmed down and hopefully that shouldn't work against us. They haven't issued a voluntary or mandatory evacuation for my area yet.

I'm grateful to all the firefighters/firemen, the news casters/presenters, the governor, Arnold Schwarzenegger, the families that have been evacuated, Red Cross, the volunteers, National Guard, all the food places and other miscellaneous companies that have made donations to aid the evacuated families just the whole of San Diego County for the corporation and togetherness in all of this.

A lot of places are out of power and the SD county has requested we stay away from our cellphones unless very necessary b/c they're highly relying on them right now for communication and updates. All schools both private and public are closed until further notice.

Thank you to all my friends and family for the calls, text messages, FB messages and anyway you've reached me to check on me. I appreciate!!!!!!!!

Stay safe :)

Quick Fires in San Diego County due to strong winds

Thanks for all your encouragement and thoughts on my previous post below.

I've been well until the fires

Four years on Wednesday

How is it that time flies so much
It's been four years
How is it that it all seems just like yesterday
so fresh in my mind
four years
yet still I turn and toss
when i wake to a dream you're in

Four years H
still I see your empty grave
four years
still I hear the dirt pouring in over
your casket

Four years
and time hasn't healed this wound
it has wounded the healing
four years
still addicted to this pain

We still can't let you go
tomorrow I'll be there in spirit
haven't I always been
I'll listen as they speak of you
you were an angel

Four years H
still I catch myself
sending up a prayer for you
four years and my eyes still tear
my heart still aches
my soul is still sorrowful
H, rest in peace

But she and I
we push them to go see him
each time we talk
I harshly inquire of their last visit
I bitterly remind them you watch down from up above

Four years and still
I hear you call my name
still hear you yell mom's name
from the gate
still you talk to me
reprimanding she and I to not go on that 'walk'
understanding only too well of the mischief
oh H
with a smile and a chuckle still you let us

Four years H
and still you talk to me
still I run into you down the street
still I can't stop crying over your demise
four years still no scar
just a wound still so fresh
not a scab over it,no

Oh, H
do you look down on us
do you still love us
do you remember each one of us
do want us to not cry
are you really in a better place

It's been a tough week for us
but since you've been gone
each day has been a rude awakening of you
gone on a no return journey

Do you rest in peace?

'Sympathetic' Tuesday

One of the patients I had today was this cute 20y.o. guy, so cute you just want to hug him and tell him it's going to be fine but then you see in therapy that would be what is called fake reassurance not to mention we have a no-touch policy so the hugs just wouldn't happen. but this kid was so sweet and to think he has a mental issue he'll have to tackle and live with for the rest of his life just breaks my heart. he is there b/c he tried to commit suicide but when you think of it he is just a 20y.o. who hasn't even experienced life then he realizes he can never hang out with his age mates, never be 'normal' b/c he is 'different' in a way few perceive ah it gets to me.he has schizophrenia which is the worse psychotic illness and am supposed to sit there with him and try be as therapeutic as i can and say what? then he looks me straight in the eye and tells me that he is just 'not social' he is trying to tell me he has no social or doesn't know how to socialize but no its not that he doesn't know how it's just that it's one of the symptoms for this illness, the medical term for it is, asocial, and unfortunately he even has no clue about that, so gently i explain it to him. by explaining i'm trying to help him feel less guilty and different when he isolates himself from others b/c something in him tells him he doesn't 'fit' in the crowd. well am not supposed to be sympathetic God knows even i can't stand it when someone tries to feel sorry for me. am supposed to be empathetic. sometimes am like forget all of that let's be real this kid will be stuck in this life for the next however long and each morning he'll wake up and each night go to bed trying to fight these demons and voices that tell him to be paranoid or to jump a bridge or to slit his wrists.it kills me i mean am supposed to just sit there and be therapeutic? he needs me alright i know that but please just shoot me b/c i feel so sorry for him and it's hard sometimes to not wonder if there is a possibility to trade places but God have mercy.see this is the problem sometimes i bring it home with me, i meet a patient and they stay with me somehow and i can't shake them off. anyway let me stop i bet it's my career and i've to learn to be the best i can each day and make it less personal. still it tags at my heart somehow i love them all with a love that i can't explain leaving them each night and finding them the next morning does me proud b/c living their lives takes special people and every single of them is exactly that, a special person.

Seasons

Standing here waiting
the soft breeze gently blows
into me

Yesterday had been summer
today is almost fall
the sun is out
halfway visible
the other half safely hidden by the
lingering yet threatening rain clouds

My body longing
for the summer heat yet
craving and soaking up in
the moderation of a fading summer
and the beginning of winter

In this moment of reminiscence
my body celebrates the near end of a season
yet the mark of a new,embracing it
with layers of warm clothes
and an umbrella at stone throw distance

Ah, the bliss of changing seasons!

My moms

Most Oustanding Mother,
My moms
Thank you, for being my best woman,
and person on earth
I celebrate you in all ways

For your tears, I pray laughter
Hard times, I pray better days
In weakness, I pray strength
In darkness, light
Clouds, that the sun,
shines again

Thank you,
for your wise words,
Warmth in hugs,
Ear that listened, listens, will listen
Eye that sees before it is
Hands that make scrumptious food
give special touches
Voice, that prays, to lift me up

I hear your strong voice
Full of courage, assurance, wisdom
When I'm lost or torn
It directs me, mom

Reminds me of who you made me
Your wise words
That I can't wait for life to be
I have to create it
They guide me, mom

For instilling godliness in me
Thank you,
for now I seek solace
From God,
My pillar, and tower of strength

Thank you,
so close,
so one,
together in spirit

Mom, I celebrate you yesterday,today and tomorrow.

I'm more of a nester than dreamer, literally, in every way you can think it. I hardly recall what I dream. However, this morning it was different I remembered dreaming about my moms last night. The s.o. and I have this 'agreement' his mother=mum and mine=moms. I've called mine, moms, since I can remember. She's the #1 person in my life, she knows it, I say it to her over and over and some. I think I just miss here a lot...*sigh*

I wish y'all had a beautiful week and your weekend stays the same or/and better :)

T.G.I.F

Psychiatric Tuesday

f/actual difference between a psychiatrist and psychologist. a psychiatrist is an MD (medical doctor), a psychologist on the other hand isn't. Hmm...interesting,who would have thought it? psychosocial isn't exactly my cup of tea but what can i do right? the orientation was spooky.i oriented to the ECU(elopement care unit), this is where they lock up psych pts(patients) who pose danger to themselves and/or others. the place was literally a dungeon. they were all walking up and down.pacing the hallways. i could almost immediately tell they were not with it or were out of it...attitude is everything, i'll remain positive and open-minded. i want to leave a lasting impression. it's going to be a very intensive learning and involving process. it goes both ways, i'll not only learn about my patients but about myself too, it's going to be an eye-opener. my patience, which is close to nil, will be tested and challenged. they'll try to manipulate me but in everything i've to be the professional, i've to carefully choose my words, everything i say or do (verbal and/or non verbal) is required to be therapeutic. the way i react to the pts reciprocates.if they sense fear from me, they too become afraid and sensing me as the 'danger' might attack me in self-defense.however if i remain calm, they'll sense the calm and act the same. all said i got a ton of info to look-up, compile and put together. gtg.

hope y'all having a beautiful week :)

Joy Unspeakable Monday

I just now got the final score i've been waiting for forever, well not literally, since saturday yes you guessed that right it's been a time of agony between saturday and today, i tossed and turned, i barely ate, it was literally killing me to know, i wanted to know so bad but it wasn't going to happen until today so i slowly, with as minimal impatience and agitation as i could, mastered the art of sitting pretty and stopping myself from pulling out my hairs one by one, but had i opted for the latter it'd have been less painful than the wait but the wait still was so worth it, so much so you'd not understand. I went through refreshing my inbox every second, no, i don't have anxiety disorders, just impatience and this very weekend, as i read the bible, my petition to God was for me to achieve the fruits of the holyspirit, patience, especially. I'm still working on it and am very graetful to God. I knelt, my knees before God, my hands up in gratitude and joy, joy unspeakable. Thank you God, thank you. Then, of course I called my dear sweetmoms and passed on the joy bug, yaay! I just told the s.o...

Terrific Thursday

NOT! With that said still it was a beautiful day sans the 105 F temp. I cannot wait for winter. I don't know for the life of me how to deal with heat, I'd rather be cold. Ok so you think I'm saying that b/c it doesn't snow where I live but I've lived in cities/states that snow and still hacked it. I've boots and coats fetish and hats too :) can I say it enough that I want it to be winter already.

I went out to the sizzler last night and partook of some clam chowder soup, plain veggie salad, some ambrosia salad and a piece of water melon. Not only does it read and write like a pretty healthy dinner but it ate pretty well too. Well until I got home and say 2hrs later my stomach was in sheer turmoil. It was a long night of tossing and turning, at about 3am I was starting to dose off until my twin called me and jolted me back from the sleeping world. lol later on he sent me a text apologizing b/c I'd sounded very grumpy and cranky. but I hadn't slept all night and just when I was about to he calls and I was waking up in an hour, not exactly my idea of a terrific day lol next time i'll clobber his head, poor thing! anyway I went to work and was pathetic and ended up coming back home at 0130pm. I drank lotsa fluids to flush out my GI (gastrointestinal) system and got my fave jamba juice drink, tahiti green tea, i'm hooked on green tea, since i quit coffee, green tea is the new coffee

I've been sleeping since and just barely woke up. It's a quarter till 10pm and suffice to say I'm not a tiny bit sleepy. I need to do some online assessments and now you'd think is the perfect time to do them right? well until of course I got on the website and it's down for maintenance and it says to check back after 12:01 AM CDT friday August 31st. Perfectly honestly this is the last thing I need right now, my plate is full as it is. I NEED to do the two, 100-question assessments before Saturday 8am. This isn't an act of procrastination I just wait them out until now because it's what works best for me, for reasons you wouldn't fathom *sigh*

I'm so scared of eating b/c a sick stomach is one of the worst things. In the meantime I'll keep snacking on crackers and water. I just want it to be gone by saturday

weekend ramblings

i rarely blog about my life and/or what's going on with me so this is a tad weird. lately, my weekends have been starting on thursday nights,ta! it's been a great weekend, slept in friday, went to the library later that afternoon, studied some, went out to Daphine's for some greek dinner. had a good long walk later. got home, chilled. slept in saturday, woke up mid-morning, did some 2 papers that were due and turned them in then did some few updates here and there. stayed in bed,lazing off until 2pm, got up, hit the shower and went over to a friend's to help her out with some papers and just chill out. did the papers. watched a a movie i love-resevoir dogs-highly recommend it, if you haven't seen it. and please tell me, do you believe in tips??i'll tell you this much...hmm let me hold it until you tell me if you do or don't. went out to chevy's for dinner at nine-ish ( i know, bad eating habits, i should know i'm a...) let me shut my yap.got home at almost midnight, a friend i haven't seen in a minute called, hang out for a minute, blacked out at one-ish.up at 5, doing laundry, 7 folding and putting it away.had some cereal and banana. now in bed chilling. i go to church, night service, it's barely 11am what will i do with myself? see, this is where the 'problem' comes in, lately i've had too much time heck my gf is complaining her day doesn't have 'nuff hours and me, oh well me, mine has lately had this excess time. i love life, for the most part of it. i'll divulge you in a few things about me. today was my dear moms birthday, i love my moms to the very last tid bit. she's simply awesome!i've caught myself one too many a time lol subconsciously remembering something she has told me in the past. purely hilarious.
i like greek and seafood cuisines. i could live int the sea me.i cook well, almost like i attended culinary school in my previous life. i love God more than anyone (inlcuding my moms and s.o.) that if there was an advert for God I'd do it. i'm not a saint, just a sinner who KEEPS falling but GETTING UP. i'm very private and reserved. i don't trust easy. i've been told i've a wall around me, it's just not me to let my guard down. i'm caring, i look out for those i love and care for. heck i look out for everyone regardless of whether i relate to them in anyway. i'm a free spirit.i've passion to help. i'll give and be left without. i loathe a violation of who i am, don't cross the line and we're fine, cross it and suffice to say you're out. sometimes i'm too hard on myself, i beat up myself. excellence and great performance is my crux. to reach out to those who need me will be the death of me. i have a shoes, bags and clothes fetish. i obssess over scrubbing my face. i believed in just liking for a very long time, until i happened on the flipside. i drink a lot of water, sometimes i worry i'll get dilutional hyponatremia . i gotta have a venti green tea most mornings. running liberates me. i'm a neat freak. i have to be the most impatient person there is in the whole world over. i try to be patient really i do. i detest to be kept waiting. i'm a very time-conscious person. i keep time. i give my word and keep it and if i can't i'll let you know. i like horses. i grew up going to horse races with the paps. i believe words are very powerful, therefore i feel it is of most essence to ponder before utterance of some words. it's hard to take words back. words grow on you. words written can be erased but words uttered not same difference. my taste for music is very different. currently am hooked on a xtian radio station, klove, they say it's in all states, it's int'l too, try it if you like contemporary xtian music, very good music.i've this insatiable passion to reach out to orphans. i went to boarding school all my life. for along time in my life i only missed my moms. the person i've grown up to be reflects differently measured up against my age

I'm doing this b/c am bored

1. Where is my cell phone? beside my left hand
2. My Vehicle? is a black baby
3. My hair? is always braided
4. My father? always allowed me to do things "on second thoughts"
5. My favorite thing? solitude & silence
6. My dream last night? i don't dream
7. My favorite drink? water
8. The room I am in? my office
9. I am? week 5 into critical care nursing
10: I love? that there's only 3 more weeks of critical care left
11. What do I want to be in 10 years? a built on me,me
12. Who did I hang out with today? my jamaican gf for lunch
13. I am not_______? looking forward to pulling a 12hr tomorrow
14. What would not be in my fruit salad? oranges
15. One of my wish list items? iphone
16. Today I must________ ? go to bed early
17. The last thing I did? some bogus database project
18. What am I wearing? pin-stripped pants w/white dress shirt
19. My pet(s)? my yorkie dog, Milo
20. My computer? is the last thing I'm on ev'ryday before I sleep
21. My Shoes? highlight 3' heels

Feel free to tag yourself and do this on your blog :)

Mucho amor,
Prettylyf

Current mood-Mellow
Currently listening to-K-Love

I'd rather be-camping

Randomness in a quiet night

Laying sprawled
across the bed
linens kicked aside
pillows scattered

my eyes open to the dark
why,no it was light just now

My body awakens to a coolness
why,it was insanely hot just now

The music pipes from a distant
the phone rings dreadfully

The cars speed up the hill
outside my window

No sleep
I gather the tall figure
some more towards the wall
oh the cool

one day it's going to be different
one day soon
it shall depart from me
or i from it
this aloneness that just almost drowns me, tonight

this boredom that near chokes me
this ache in my soul thirsts
for difference
for a new
for different
different

why do you sleep without me
why won't you wait for me to fall into the dream world first?

I close my eyes to the dark
when I open them
will the light be back already?

Super Understanding

I lay in bed,
tossed and turned all night long
I cried myself to sleep
not a soul to talk to
not a heart to confide in

I walked,
lost in my thoughts
stuck in the past
trying to make something of the present
to build a future

Lost in my ways
I turned myself around
lay in the bed I made
not a wink
no sleep
yet no regrets

Because this time
I kept the lessons
held them close to me

I didn't think anyone really cared
I don't even think i wanted anyone to
but in my heart of hearts
I hoped for a true soul out there
that truly would

That soul is you,
and am graetful to God
you help me keep my faith
show me how to wait it out

You teach me how to keep hoping
never to sell-out
always to reconsider

It's your thought, that keeps me safe in the dark
your prayer, keeps me warm in the cold
your love sends me protection
and guidance from up above
because I know you murmur away a prayer to God
just for me

I try to not let go
because I know
regardless of everything
you think me, happy thoughts
hope and pray me only the best

This mystery puzzle
called me
is now almost complete
all its pieces just about
put together

I'm most thankful to God
for you
because you make me tear away at what
an awesome and amazing person you are

So if you ever loose your hope
you can have mine
if you get lost
I'll ask God to help me find you
because me and you walk the same line

I'll shine a light for you
when it's dark
I'll try my best to be there
to help you feel your way around

If that cloud too should pass
I know another will come
and still i'll stand on the other side of the shore
waiting for you
God help me
because when we meet what we are afraid of
we find out what we are made of

I've something real in you

because you and I speak

the same language

even in silence

you get me,

and feels great to be got

Your words give me strength
knowing you're there
keeps me going

Shattered

It's everything. and nothing. It's everyone and no one. sometimes even I, am clueless to what's going on. have i distanced myself? really? why does that not seem like news to me. have i been overly quiet lately? i can't explain it, i can try but what does it matter you wouldn't understand anyway. i don't want you to try, it is ok.I survive, i tough it out. i hardly let on anything.but sometimes it hits the fan. tis ok to cry after all, right? it cleanses the soul, at least it does mine. i don't want to man up, i want to be my 'real' age, i want to cry because this end feels empty and yes there's a light at the end of this tunnel but i don't want to be the big guy again, i want to succumb to this and cleanse this soul. i don't want to 'fix' it. i've learnt sometimes i've to let it fall apart if it has to fall back in place.Am i forgetting something? no, i would not forget to count my blessings and thank God.someone out there is having it worse. i'm lost, i've gone to look for myself, should i return before i'm back, please have me wait.

8 random things

I got tagged by Pandave...

The Rules are:-

1. We have to post these rules before we give you the facts.
   
2. Players start with eight random facts/habits about themselves.
   
3. People who are tagged need to write their own blog about their eight things and post these rules.
   
4. At the end of your blog post, you need to choose eight people to get tagged and list their names.
   
5. Don’t forget to leave them a comment telling them they’re tagged, and to read your blog.

So here goes mine...

• I was addicted to coffee for a long time. I've been 'sober' of coffee for six months now and am still counting. It's a big achievement, if i say so myself
• I dislike driving. I'd rather catch the trolley,ride the bus, or take a cab than drive. So, that's exactly what I do, leave my car home and commute
• I hardly use the word-Hate-in regard to someone. If I said I hated someone I'd be saying I hate the God in them lol I can't explain it
• I don't lye my hair. I always braid. I'm seriously contemplating dreads in a few months. Some people relate or misjudge people with locks but sporting dreads doesn't necessarily point you out as belonging to a certain 'group' or 'cult'. I'm still trying to figure out how to convince my moms, hopefully she won't keel over and die
• I love men in uniform. Not cops though. Pilots, Paramedics, and Firemen. I've one and I love him to smitherings
• I've disliked cops since October '03. I know not all of them are trigger-happy but since I lost somone very close to one of the few who are trigger-happy it's made it harder to even want to differentiate the good from the bad. Need I say I dislike guns?
• Each time an ambulance, fire truck, and police car zoom past me, sirens going off I whisper a prayer for the person (s) they're rushing for
• The person I am today I owe to my moms. She knows, I tell her each time we talk, over and over, it doesn't get old, b/c each day I discover a new piece, a new strength that I didn't even know existed. But above all I'm graetful to God for ever making her my moms. I love her to pieces, to the very last bit.

I tag Irena, Feather, Quintessence, scotchbiscuits, Betty, Cabbie Dearest, Gish, and Three types of crazy.

Those days

There are days when I feel ready to begin
then there are others I feel most unprepared

There are times when all I do is ball out my eyes
then there are others i laugh my ribs into pain

There are days when nothing seems to make sense
then others when am the one pointing out to others
how much sense everything really makes

There are days when I need not a reminder that tough times don't last
and that better days are nigh
then those that I've to be reminded, it has to be hammered into me
it has to be rubbed all over my face
I have to be made sit and reminded I know this, that I know better
that I've said it to others, that on most days it's what I walk, talk, eat

There are days when I've a clue
others am just so lost and clueless
others I just zone out

There are days when I can't wait to awake
others I want to stay under those covers
stay underneath forever

There are days I'll talk
others I'm quiet, withdrawn,behind my walls
searching, finding
contemplating

There are days am upto to everything
others I just want to sit and do nothing
just look into space, get lost in my own fantasies

There are those days
then others
and until i'm jolted back to reality
It's either one

When I get on my knees
when I bow this head
When in discreet I whisper away a prayer
When I murmur to myself
God intervenes
see I can't explain how
but I do know for sure
there's power in a prayer

There's revelation when I wait on God
there's success when I involve Him in my life
there's excellence all around me
there are breakthroughs

I find answers,
to all my questions...

Have a blessed and beautiful weekend!

Cheer me up?

I'm back from vac. I was only gone a week. But, it didn't seem like a week, not for a minute, it seemed longer. I enjoyed every minute of it, had tons of fun, good laughs, good food, just simply a very amazing time.

Vacation? what is it? my definition is a time when I get to digress if for a moment from the-my normal routine(which is insanely overwhelming). It's the time I take off of the routine and slow down, catch a breath, look around, take in the beauty of rest and change or not. Time to re-energise and recuperate, time to reflect, time to catch up on some things that normally wouldn't make the day's agenda ( I'm a bit big on first things first). A time to reminiscence on what has been and of course a time to re-focus and make a few necessary changes. And all these I did.

But now am back in town, as I type this am not a happy camper, I'm in a crisis of a bittersweet mood. I miss my family so much, I miss the BF. Vacation was suppossed to make me happy no? and yes am happy and very graetful I got that time off and got away from all the madness in my life. However, whenever I take vacation I regress, no, not in a bad way. But, I always come back and first 2 weeks, I'm trying to fit in the routine all over again, like trying to rebuild myself, and not cry myself to sleep. I build a wall and shut others out as I give myself time to come back.

I'll come back slowly but surely. When I wake up tomorrow morning it'll be more like hitting the ground running because of all the things I have to do and stay on top of. I'll be back sooner than I know it, it'll linger at the back of my mind but soon will vamoose.

Think me happy thoughts, would you? Leave me comments and cheer me up :) Indulge me in how you feel after your vacation(s) or how you'd feel after your vacation(s)?

Mood-Bittersweet, torn between happy, aloneness, lowliness, and sadness

Vacation

I'm on vacation but I'll be back before y'all know it

Prayers, love, and friendship
Prettylyf