Be Back Soon

When Sam gets overly rowdy, Sherry will tell him that he needs a Time Out. Usually this involves his sitting quietly alone for two minutes in a place away from the rest of the goings-on but still visible. He generally comes back more placid, more in control.

I'm not rowdy. Far from it. But I need a Time Out.

It is a hectic week at school -- Moving On ceremonies, Commencement, Daisy Chain, Closing Days, Senior Project presentations, all of these wonderful milestone-marking events that are a part of why it is wonderful to work at a school.

Joe is doing well. Medications are adjusted, under control, working well. The new way to cook is settling in (thanks to four new cookbooks all published by the American Heart Association). He's having an assessment and program at the fitness center and a new exercise regimen will begin shortly. Yes, he's more tired, and naps more, but this is hardly worrisome. Rest will help to repair his heart muscle damage. We're working on assessing stress in our lives and also looking into the benefits of meditation.

The stress of having dealt with all of this is showing up for me in little ways. I'm experiencing inappropriate frustration with some tasks at work. I make mistakes sewing anything less than something totally simple. I know that those tears from Sunday are not totally spent yet, and worry a bit about when they might show up next.

I'm going to take a bit of a Time Out from blogging for a few days. If you have been following this blog and Joe's story, please do not worry that something is awry. It is not. Things are good. We are going to a graduation party tonight for a friend. Friday morning we leave for our long-awaited trip to the Harrisonburg Bach Festival. We have some thinking and talking and planning to do, individually and together. And I need to take a Time Out.

Be back soon,