I am feeling sad today. Every now and then I will indulge myself with some sadness, and why not?
Jeb has left on his driving trip. The damage to his apartment over the last year is disappointing. I know that a good deal of the damage was done recently. Looks like not evacuating for the hurricane was more than a bit stressful.
He has covered up several of the switch plates with paper and tape. Some of the holes in the walls have revealed wiring in particular around light switches. Some of the holes aren’t around wiring at all. There isn’t any power going to some of the switches - hate to think he’s messing with wiring (?)
The large nice box we have built for our son with scz, looks more like an animal lives there. He cleans sporadically, so its not a nightmare cleaning wise, just a lot of damage to the walls and some damage to the ceiling and blinds.
Looking at all of it just sort of stopped me. I don’t know what to think.
A couple of hours later it just popped into my head. I will never get over the loss of Jeb to this illness.
While we are all used to the “waiting for the next shoe to drop” feeling, this yearly road trip thing is worse.