So, it’s been a while. March 13th I got the news that my grandma had passed away. We made travel plans, canceled anniversary plans, flew to Texas, drove to Arkansas, did funeral things, helped my grandpa take care of some stuff around the house. Now that there’s not much else for me to do, I’m mostly just at a loss for words. Trying to apply my grandma’s advice regarding words: “leave my Hannah alone, she’ll talk when she wants to.”
Since you can’t press pause on the world, I have been keeping up with normal things while slowly returning to normal-ish. I caught up on lab and class work. I came back to the blog last week with this cake, because when you don’t know what to say, you feed people. I started a bunch of seeds for the garden, and took stock of the damage to my supposedly-perennial herbs. (Only the sage survived. I suspect the partial melt/refreeze cycle we got a lot this winter did a number on the others.)
Oh, and I ran….some. Remember how I signed up for a 12K trail race? It is coming up on Sunday. I still have not run farther than 5.5 (road) miles. I just got back to a normal-ish running schedule (meaning 3 runs in the week) last week. I’m sure the race will be great though…at least the first 4-5 miles of it. I’m just hoping it’s less muddy and slushy than my last attempt at trail running, when I gave up and moved to the road. But at least it was a hilly dirt road, so kinda like a trail?
I’ll have a race recap next week…assuming I don’t want to block the experience from memory. (I doubt I will though.)
Do you process things by talking with other people, or with your internal monologue?