It is Mon and for the first time in a while I have the house to myself. It felt good for the first few minutes and then my brain took over and everything from the weekend came crashing through. It is too quiet when he is gone. He told me last night that having cancer was like having "achy nipples all over all the time." I don't know where it came from but I was still laughing about it when we went to bed.
Short one today, still struggling with decisions to make...
Today I am grateful for...
Clean sheets...
Non-vomit mornings
Early appointments so he will get home sooner
Warm scarves to wear in 30 degree temps
My back-bone, it is stronger than I think
ONE MORE BLOODY DAY
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