I sat down in front of the computer last night with a blank document on the screen, my brain jumbled with the events and moments of the weekend.  I intended to write – whatever it was that was in there – whether it be a blog post, something I keep for myself – or share with a select few.  I had hoped that by pouring the jumbled thoughts on the page that maybe I could make sense of them – sort through them so that I can get a handle on how this weekend went other than the mere “it was great”.

Don’t get me wrong – it was great.  I have no complaints.  I am happy with everything.  I guess the reason for the jumbled thoughts can be explained by stealing the word my friend has been using to describe the weekend – epic.

It was epic.

Good word for it.

I chatted with another friend briefly last night who in the middle of it all said randomly “you are really happy, aren’t you?”  I was – I am.







All seem like words that don’t quite capture the feelings of it all.

So, I started typing – trying to get something out – trying to make sense of it all.  All that I experienced. All that I saw. All that I felt.  And, I realized how personal it was all – how raw it still felt.  I realized how much I still have to process.

I wrote on Twitter yesterday evening how blessed I felt.  A great family.  Great friends.  A fabulous weekend.  Sometimes life hands you so much good that you can feel overwhelmed by it all.  It’s funny to consider that one – because we all prepare and worry about life handing us too much bad to handle – that I think, for me, having too much good is almost more overwhelming.  What to do with those good feelings – how to express them.  What a problem to have!

As I process, I will likely share moments that stand out in my mind. Until then, I’m going to enjoy this afterglow feeling.  And try to keep my head on work.

3 Comments Add yours

  1. DCHY says:

    In other words, you got laid. Often. Big time. 😉

  2. Joker_SATX says:

    This is AWESOME!

  3. Aurore says:

    Isn’t it great to have experiences that you need time to process, relish and relive in your mind?

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