Ascension Day and feeling adrift

The tulip suddenly turned from pink to purple. They are fading away slowly. 

I finished volume two of the unselected letters of Emma M. Lion.  Before I was done I already ordered volume 3. It comes tomorrow.  I'm finding them to be quite riveting and I can understand why people are waiting with such eagerness for volume 9.  

I had lunch with a godson.  I finally packed up my silver plate that I used for the dinner on Sunday. For one reason or another, it often takes me days to fully put everything back from an eight-person dinner.   It was such a lovely event.  I have such gracious friends. 

I've had a strange sort of loss that is strange. I said that adjective already...... I don't really have a better one at the moment! However it's a loss in terms of a person perhaps leaving a place that in my mind anchored me.  I feel strangely adrift.  

I don't know about others but I can really take a place into my inner world. I guess you would say and it becomes one of the places that gives me a sense of home within the world or a sense of geography that locates myself.  When something within that suddenly changes, it's very disorienting. 

Always in such cases and surely I should and always always come back to the mercy of God and to the stability that only God can give. 

May God have mercy on us.