Faltering

Thank you all for the wonderful comments and emails you sent. It is quite encouraging to read these things and know people are behind us. Aaron read them too, he was just as touched at your kindness.

Not only did Thursday begin my "bad week", but I also awoke to a hellacious cold, and body aches. My whole body hurt and I shivered while I sweat. My head felt like I had poured cement into it and all I could do was curl up and go back to bed. I don't know if I had made the body achiness myself by working out for almost two hours the night before, or I was so stressed and just made myself sick. I guess there's no way to know, but my body paid the price. I guess taking care of yourself does not really mean beat the hell out of yourself. Now I know.

Friday I tried to come in to work and was quickly dismissed and told to go home. So I did. I went home and tried to make myself comfortable. I shed some tears and had some "me time".

My younger sister was to stay the weekend with us so I knew I had to buck up and keep looking on. So I did.

Saturday came and we had tickets to go to the Phantom Of The Opera in Detroit. I didn't really feel up to going. I needed more rest and wanted to stay in with my sister and her friend and watch girly movies all night. But, my heart told me it would be good for me to go and have a good time. So I did.

The play was awesome, despite being chokingly hot in the balcony and being packed in like sardines. Afterwards, while walking back to the car we noticed we parked by the stage door. I thought about waiting for some of the actors, but thought it might take them a while to come out. Lo and behold, not 15 minutes after the play ended, the 3 main characters were coming out the door. I got all three autographs and shared a few words with each of them and then they were on their way. I was a little starstruck even though these people weren't celebrities. I was thrilled just the same.

Sunday morning found us moping up the basement from the water heater boiling over. Later I find a little grocery shopping, dinner, and a hot shower does wonders to lift my spirits.

I'm going to do this. I keep telling myself I'll be ok. This will happen in its own time. My heart knows this isn't something I can rush and I need to be patient.

So I will.

Happy Monday.