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|Sun, 04-29-2012 - 5:17am|
I feel proud of myself this past week. Went on a 3 day bus trip this past week. Traveled with another widow friend of mine so was a test to see if we could hang out together that many hours and share a hotel room together. First time for puppy in a kennel, and yes, I did worry on my 15 month old but it is highly recommended and when the ower said feel free to call and check up on her, I knew I made a good choice. My friend did call on thursday and was able to text me that Rudi was doing good. Which was a relief as the friend I was traveling with, years ago they had a dog that barked nonstop the whole time and was miserable and kennel told them next time: please sedate.
I have some shorter one day bus trips planned this year and maybe when 2013 comes do another longer one and same friend might go with me.
I was dealing with a lot of anxiety before I went on this trip as worried on Rudi, leaving the house and how Beth and I would click together. And the older I get my body doesn't function as well when it doesn't have a set pattern of food and drink but I survived and managed to laugh and enjoy the places the bus stopped. I need to work on my patience on how slow people in their 70s and 80s get off and on the bus.
Wrote my therapist a thanks email as I don't see her for a few weeks and I think it is important to give her feedback so she knows if the rate she has gently pushed me along is right for us widows.
I am proud of myself, not to say I won't have set backs as I will. No one deals with anxiety and depression since early teen years and doesn't have their weak times. I wore my Mom's wedding band on a chain so I knew she was with me. Mom loved to travel and a bus trip, she would be so happy for me.
thanks for listening, Josie