I'm tired and happy and ready for bed.
Irene went home this afternoon, I've taken two naps and played with the critters, and we're all off to bed soon. I'm so tired! And I had such a good time! I don't have any idea how I'll feel in the morning - hoping the fibro won't make me pay for having too much fun - but the good it did me emotionally makes it more than worth it.
We got my annuals this morning. I still need a few small perennials to fill in some spaces - lavender and Russian sage - I'll go to Lowes for them next week. Tomorrow I'll get the window boxes planted. It's supposed to be in the upper 80s so I'll set the potting things up in the garage. I'm sure the neighborhood will be relieved. Since I didn't get anything planted last summer, the house looked abandoned. I promise to do better this year.
It's been 2 1/2 years since Irene and I first went to Holland. And right after I got home was when the world first slipped off its axis - nothing has been normal since. I'm hoping that this trip will be the second bookend to these years. I'm beginning to feel more normal with my present circumstances, getting my feet under me more as time passes. That's not to say that I like being without you. But I've learned how to be content. And there are things that I enjoy and look forward to. I am becoming convinced that - like it or not - I may survive. And I inexplicably feel closer to you as the months pass.
So, here's to bookends! and to the end of my 2 1/2-year nightmare. and to a good night's sleep. I love you, miss you, worship the ground you walk on,
PS - Thought you'd like the picture - enjoy!