Sunday, July 18, 2010
I'm feeling pretty crappy right now. I don't normally like using that word... but, that's the best way I can describe myself right now.
Normally, when I'm going away overnight, I'll take all of Wyatt's stuff with me. I take his elephant, hair clipping, blanket, his urn... I take everything! Well, this time I decided that I was going to try to take a big step and leave everything at home because we will be back home on Wednesday afternoon. The only thing I brought with me was Ansley's "Wyatt's" Elephant instead of the original. And of course, I brought Wyatt's urn. I figured as long as I brought "Wyatt" with me I'd be fine. HA!
What a great idea Danielle! Not!
Here I am three hours from home and all I can think about are Wyatt's things that I wish I had packed. And by the time we get to our destination there will be 700 miles and about 11 hours separating me from Wyatt's things. I'm having images of our house up in flames and every tangible treasure I keep of Wyatt's being gone forever. I wish we could turn around and get them. I will never leave the house overnight without them again (unless we get an unbreakable fireproof safe... and I probably still wouldn't). My stomach gets in bigger knots the further I get from our home. I know it's silly to be upset over "things", but when it's all you have left...
This is going to be a long couple of days. So I'll keep paying a little something like this:
God, please don't let the house burn down.
...or get flooded
...or taken over by wild animals.
And if by some chance any of the above or something I forgot to mention happens to our home, Lord, will you please keep my treasures safe?