Silver Lining

Alright.

Tuesday night I went to bed crying because I didn't want to be there.

Yesterday I woke up feeling hopeless.

I spent most of the morning and early afternoon brooding in my sorrow. I had a cry fest with my Mom.

Billa came and got me out of the dark, depressing, apartment. We went for drinks and dessert. Yum. I needed that. I laughed and smiled. I enjoyed my Maple Butter Blondie and my Peach Sangria.

I went to bed appreciating that my husband was lying next to me.

I woke up still confused, still a bit heartbroken, but this morning, I felt hope. And the love and prayers coming from my friends and family.

It's all going to be okay. :)

Thank goodness, because I am not that person who broods in my own little pity parties.