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Getting Back to my Routine


Last week was rough.  I found out that my grandfather had passed away last Sunday evening.  And, while he was 101 years old, and we all kind of expected it, it still sucked.  All of a sudden my week became engulfed in scheduling time off work, doing loads of laundry, running errands, and making travel plans.  I actually struggled with getting upset.  It’s like I couldn’t cry about it, which alarmed me.  My initial thought is that it was because I was so focused on just getting to where my family was, that I didn’t allow myself enough down time to think about what had happened.  That I had lost my grandfather, who was an amazing man in so many ways. 

I got back to my apartment Saturday afternoon, and was really feeling the emotional effects of the week.  I didn’t want to talk to anyone.  I just wanted to be left alone.  People commented on my moodiness and that I sounded depressed, but I really didn’t have the energy to be perky.  It made me realize how much I put on a show.  Holding a conversation with someone can be a real chore for me, depending on my mood.  There are days when I can pretend like I care and I become focused on just being kind to the other person who wants to talk and share, and then there are days where I just don’t have the energy.  I’m afraid moodiness will be something I always struggle with.  I keep hoping that if I address whatever underlying issues I’m facing, that will naturally cure itself.  I guess I’ll have to wait and see.

Anyway.

I’m currently working on getting back to my routine.  I’m a little sore in my neck and shoulders the last couple of days.  Something that I normally would attribute to spending so many hours in the car, sleeping on a couch, and stress.  But, I remembered coming across this article a while ago, and it really demonstrates how much our thoughts affect our bodies.  When I looked at the chart and compared it with my problem areas, the thoughts that coincide with those areas are spot on.  Ah, the power of thought.  I made a note to try to find the book, “Anatomy of the Spirit” by Caroline Myss at one of my local libraries.  


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