Today I’ve had a big, emotional family event that we’ve been building up to for weeks (and anticipating for what, months? Years?). I’ve been looking forward to it, I had a wonderful day, and now that everyone has just left I feel … as if someone has cut my strings. I’m sagging, I’m flagging. It’s not a bad feeling, but it was entirely unexpected.
The word that formed in my head wasn’t as complicated as “relief” or “pride” or “excitement” or “exhaustion”.
The word that formed in my head was:
So that’s your prompt: Over.
Over to you, now.