Sunday, April 25, 2010
How Do You Mend a Broken Heart?
I piked on my run this morning. I piked but I don't feel in the least guilty about it, which I normally would. I have two very good reasons for piking - I was really tired last night after my longest running week since I cut right back and I got very little sleep last night.
The reason I got so little sleep is because of my love-lorn son. Josh is struggling with his newly-single status. His sadness is almost tangible and when he's at home it pervades every room. It's really normal for him to be feeling this way but when it's your baby that's so sad you just want to make it better. He's usually the sort of kid/man who's a ball of energy - a little irritating and a little loud at times. At the moment he's like a deflated balloon. There's no energy and even when he smiles or laughs he's just going through the motions.
Last night he couldn't sleep so at 1 am he decided to take himself off for a bike ride. I was woken by the door shutting and once I was awake I couldn't go back to sleep. I spent the next three hours sitting up pretending to read but really just worrying sick about him. Funny how everything seems so much worse at night. I finally got back to sleep and when I woke he was back home asleep in his bed.
There's going to be some very long days and nights ahead for both of us I think. It's a pity there's not a pill you can take to mend a broken heart.