I laid in bed almost all night last night listening to the wind howl. Gale forces up to 85 mph hitting the house. That sound makes me shudder. Its like electricity running up and down my spine making the hairs on the back of my neck stand up. I know its all part of winter and its the stuff of many a novel, but when will Spring really and truly come? My mind raced all night. Sleep just wouldn’t come. My mother is ill in the hospital on the other side of the planet. I hate that. I can’t just race to her side. My husband works for a company that is off its nutter. So that, and his going back and forth on the prospect of moving stateside made him ill tempered and cranky. When I need him the most is usually when he is there for me the least. Misunderstanding seems to be the guiding force in my life at the moment.
I am just waiting for a let up in the wind. Then everyone will feel better and spirits should lift. It doesn’t look like it will be anytime soon. Its been howling all day and it will only get worse as the night draws in.
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