I am having a difficult time snapping out of this downtrodden mood. What started as an unsettling series of dreams about my Dad has spiraled into a full blown funk. I'm trying to keep a happy facade, mainly because Robby becomes upset when he knows that I'm sad, but I wish my smile were real. My "stay busy to keep the emotions at bay" approach is resulting in my being exhausted from constant activity, but it hasn't erased my sadness.
I'm still extremely upset about the dreams
involving my Dad and my memories of his entering hospice care, but I've
also managed to throw some anxiety about Robby into my emotional quagmire. Jack moves
away next week and I know that my little Koopa will be sad to see his
friend go. I've tried to expand his friendship circle but have only
yielded limited success. It turns out that many kids travel during the
summer and, barring involvement in structured activities, social
opportunities are rare and difficult to coordinate.
Today we are
heading to check out a different pool in our area, one that seems to
have more kids than our current one. I'm hopeful that this may,
eventually, help to foster some new friendships. I know that I can't
stop Robby from being hurt, but my goodness I want to soften the blow.
Wish us luck!