I'm feeling at loose ends today. I can't think of anything positive or uplifting to write about today. It's cloudy and windy and cold. My spirit feels cloudy and cold today.
I had lunch with my daughter to day, and she was asking me how various members of my husband's family were doing. I said I really didn't know, that I guessed they were okay because otherwise I would have heard about it. I ended up saying that I had enough trouble caring how my own family was, that I didn't have the energy or inclination to care about B's family. And I was dead serious. I feel vaguely guilty that I haven't called B since he's been gone, and I don't really want to.
That's not very nice. When did I lose the ability to care? I don't think I feel joy any more because I don't think I remember what it is.



