May 27, 2007: Day 38
Yesterday Eric called and asked if we wanted to meet him in Wilkes-barre, PA, about 2 hours drive from here. It's Memorial Day weekend, and I had planned to just work, but getting away for a day or two sounded good. I knew Adrian could use the break. He's been digging holes and removing rocks in the yard for two weeks, planting bushes and trees, working outside in the heat, not drinking enough water, and basically exhausted.
So I said, "Sure, we're up for the trip." But it is Sunday, and we are leaving for Nyack on Thursday. I still have much to do. Last night my sleep was restless with dreams and waking, but I didn't know how anxious I was until I snapped at Adrian this morning when he asked me to trim his hair before we left.
My drawing reflected these feelings, as I wrote: "Oh heart," "fallen down," "broken," and filled my drawing with little hearts.
Now I will trim Adrian's hair, pack, and drive to Wilkes-barre, joining millions of other Americans on the highway this weekend.
(Note: There is a gap between the dates I'm writing and posting because I had to give myself time to get ahead in case we travel and I'm not able to post.)



