Besides the pain, it feels very surreal. Husband yelling "What the heck." Me yelling back 'fell out of bed'. Next day, walking up and feeling it was just another bad dream, until husband confirms it was no dream. So strange. Still feel feeble today, although, I know that I am not feeble. I must have been in a very deep sleep and woke hearing the husband coming to bed, I just must have rolled over. But there was no bed and I promptly landed on the floor.
Yesterday, I watch live as John Lewis's coffin was moved into the the Capital's rotunda. He lay in state under the dome, as a final farewell and thank you for all his heroic and brave actions over his lifetime.What a sight.
No comments:
Post a Comment