Post 315: I’m back already, but for how long?
That is the question on my dry lips today as I ponder live in all its glory.
(Yes I should drink more, I hear you).
Am I back, and for how long?
The answer to that is… I don’t really care. Yes I’m laughing.
I was just washing the Tenerife sand out of the corners of my eyes when I thought to myself, I couldn’t do that yesterday.
Yesterday is a forgotten moment of history where both my Darling and myself were wondering how bad did I fall (metaphorically) in what was and will not be remembered by us as a great holiday.
Today I’m back on it, that’s all that matters.
I’m alive.
Have I anything to say? Well that’s awkward to answer because I’m over emotional. Emotional with a big Eeeeee.
Today I start with a clean slate and start to recharge my batteries. I do want to drive the car we’re talking charge of on Tuesday. I do want to be a part of my rehab even though I have moments when I think why bother.
Today I do want to weight myself and see how much the hotel “all you can eat” buffet type breakfasts enlarged my waistline. Today I want to live.
Let’s work on that.
When times are hard, as they were yesterday, I always come back to the website and read questions, responses and replies to the blog, and whether they are short or long I feel better.
Millibob made me cry yesterday with his reply and I love him for it.
I’m a bit stronger today.
Today can be a good day.
Today will be a good day.
Good luck
