I’m getting really anxious now.
Tomorrow begins the month of April and marks three months before my retirement. I am well on the way to being moved out and, at the same time, not quite ready to leave. Mixed emotions are taking over. I know when “the day” actually arrives, I will detach and leave and be happy, unburdened by the stress of leading such a huge enterprise for twenty-three years.
Twenty-three years. That was a long time to be at one place and that makes the leaving that much more bittersweet.
Of course, emotions run more wild when one is sick and my bronchitis is not helping me at all. Plus the weather. Good Lord, we dropped forty degrees today! My sinuses and arthritis are on full-scale alert.
I communicated with the bishop today and told him that I was not going to be at the Chrism Mass at the cathedral Thursday morning. I think that would put too many stressors on my trying-to-heal body and I want to be as well as possible for the Triduum at the parish.
sigh
sigh
and more sighs
I don’t ask very often, but kindly say a prayer or two for me. Thanks!