9/11/2004 11:41:07 PM|||Chench|||It’s September 11, 2004. Saturday. About 11 pm. I thought about sleeping for awhile but I’ve got some things on my mind I guess. The present, the past and the future. The present is easy. I’m sleeping on Dad’s couch for the probably the next to last time. I’ve been doing it for a long time. I'm lucky that I was able to. This will always be my home but I should have the lease for our new, additional home on Tuesday. Katherine is in her current room for also the next to last time. Gary and Kris are probably sleeping now in our current home. Katherine had a great day today. Gary had a rough day today. The combination made a so-so day for Kris and I. The highlight of the day was the great bike riding the kids did. Both of them. It’s also Brittany’s birthday. I hope she had a great day. The past is weighing on me because, well, today is 3 years since 911. My personal experience is emblazoned still in my memory. It’s like yesterday. I wrote about it then. I need to re-read that. The future. The future is so uncertain. It’s the uncertainty that keeps us awake. That and the couch I made lumpy for Dad over the last few years. Some things are beyond our control and sometimes, that just needs to be accepted. We can work hard to make for the best but in the long run, it’s still beyond our control. Losing sleep doesn’t help. Worrying doesn’t help. Just do what must be done and prepare for all possibilities.
|||109507830749792565|||Take me outta my head that's a what I said.