Could it be Spring?

Hey, A,

It's 60 and gorgeous, still sunny here. I had the weekend to myself and feel like myself again. Winter is melting away and life is no longer about hibernating. I got things done and spent a fair amount of time indoors, but not because it was the only reasonable option. I also bought myself a new purse on Friday, took myself out to lunch yesterday and have been out about 5 times today. Since I had the whole weekend to myself, I didn't need to be organized, so I was disorganized, and it took most of the day today to run my errands. (Remember? Gas expands to fit its container.) But rather than be frustrated with myself, every time I walked outside--without a coat on--and heard birds chirping, I smiled.

So I've had a good weekend and I'm looking forward to this week, to not having papers to correct in my bag, to not be dreading the big NHS push, to seeing W next weekend and to being relaxed.

I hope you've had a good weekend, a few minutes of reprieve from the thoughts that haunt you and the pain of the missing part of yourself.

I continue to think of you, always, and send good thoughts your way.

Love you,
Barb