Mr. Darcy and Fraulein Maria and “Tiger King”

I love “Pride and Prejudice” and “The Sound of Music” and love the love in the movies and in Jane Austen’s books.  Much like the “Young and the Restless” another fictional story I like, they can be very unrealistic.  But they are a nice escape and something to dream about.  Who doesn’t see the emotion when Captain Von Trapp stares with an intense look and then dances with Fraulein Maria?  You can see it in his face and in her eyes.  Then there is a foggy, misty morning when Elizabeth Bennett walks through fields to finally see Mr. Darcy while the sun comes up.  Imagining this love is nice and maybe not a pipe dream.

Alas, I sit in my Thursday Casual half pajama day clothing while we attempt to negotiate E learning from the privacy of my kitchen table.  Mini  Daschund dogs bark in the background and “TigerKing” playing as well on Netflix.  Endless loads of casual wear laundry are piling up in the basement.  I’m listening to “Gentle on My Mind” performed by Allison Krause on my Noise Cancelling headphones.  Who have I become?

A Mom, Wife, Teacher and who someone who feels depression most days and anxiety while I sleep at night and have a difficult going back to sleep.  I think about the worst and possible things that could happen while we are under this whole Quarantine.  I have horrible dreams about having a lost kid or running of flying, yep with my arms in the sky.  I’m not ashamed to say I talk to a therapist and take one medicine to help myself.  I lost my Dad over two years ago and I am constantly reminded of War from husband with PTSD.  He feels forgotten, like many other vets who are killing themselves one every hour.

I miss the smell of incense during Mass and being to pray in Mass for my family and friends.  Since then it’s just God and I having conversations about life and the best is yet to come.  I can pray that better days are going to come.  Like Job when it all goes down in flames, I will pray!

Keep praying and adios!


About aburrow76

Busy bee, wife, mother and friend. Love the lord with all my heart!
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