Scared to get out of bed ...

Those of you who know me well, know that I've been through quite a lot lately and am still struggling.
I retired July 1 and impulsively decided to move to Nova Scotia with my daughter, Kaitlyn and her fiance.

Barely a week before we left, my younger brother died quite suddenly.  New Year's day a friend died unexpectedly.  And sadly, on Tuesday, Kait's fiance returned home to England on his own.

Life can be tough sometimes.

I never gave myself a chance to figure out who I was as a retiree before I moved.  So I struggle to figure out how much of my sense of sadness is the loss of work identiy and how much is loss of my entire home base "world". 

What I am leading up to is yesterday's horoscope for me which read:

"Something will happen today, tomorrow or over the weekend that has a profound effect on your beliefs and opinions.  You may never took at the world around you quite the same way gain -- and that must surely be a good thing."

Oh really ? 

I'm going back to bed.

Wake me on Monday.