Today, in the words of a former co-workers father, "I climbed back into myself and carried on".
To be more specific, what I did was make a pumpkin pie and look at pictures of Garrett and Gavin and K-Ray. In my mind I constructed long elaborate stories for them and we told each other "knock-knock" jokes. There was hugging involved.
I talked with my friend Mary Joan. Plans for a get together were confirmed for next week.
Chili was taken out of the freezer for dinner tonight. Images were cut out and photos were printed to glue in my 2017 calendar/planner.
I sat in front of the fire and knitted, returned a book to the library, and prepared for the window cleaners who come tomorrow.
Because this is what we do when things don't turn out the way we planned. We take care of the ordinary business of living and continue to do the work that must get done. And we eat pumpkin pie... while remaining hopeful.