Tejan had never tasted cotton candy before yesterday...His reaction when he put it into his mouth for the first time?
"It's gone!"
So, I was doing pretty well managing my emotions. I kept telling people that I had processed a lot of my grieving over Tejan's departure back in January - when we were so close to saying goodbye... and so that must be why I wasn't feeling overly emotional about it this time around. I hadn't shed any tears. Hadn't choked up in that strange, overwhelming way where I feel like my whole head is filling up with fluid and my throat is so constricted I'm just sure I'm going to die. Nope. I was doing just fine. And then I went out to dinner with some girlfriends. And while I was a little socially inept because I'm a kind of overwhelmed and not really wanting to talk too much lately (perhaps in subconscious fear that I might touch on a nerve that would cause my aforementioned steely resolve to crumble) I thought I got through the evening fairly well. I didn't tear up - or need tissue for any fluids defiantly leaking from my facial orifices... until I made the a...
That reminds me of a story that my Grandma ALWAYS used to tell. My aunt, when she was about 4, tasted cotton candy and then looked around and cried, "I lost it." My grandma was famous for repeating her favorite stories, so this made me smile!!
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