I'm feeling a little better today. I got home yesterday and my husband had cleaned up the house, emptied the dishwasher, and taken out the trash. How wonderful is he? I knew those things needed to be done, but I just didn't have the energy for them. I'm so blessed to have a husband who saw that I was struggling and did something thoughtful to help out.
My visiting teacher came over last night, and when she asked the requisite question, "How are you doing?" I responded with, "Great. Everything is fine." And everything wasn't fine. The ache in my chest was still there. When you come to my house once a month or so and stay for 15 minutes and then ask me how I'm doing, how in the world would you expect me to answer that question honestly? I'm just going to say everything's A-OK. This is more a lesson to me than pointing a finger at her. I have visit taught many women and I probably missed out on how they were really doing because I didn't take time to be their friend.
Anyway, I'm still not 100% back to happy, but I think I'm a little better.
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Oh, gosh, I feel the same way about VTs and going myself. I swear, you need to move her and then we could take care of each other.
And I wanted to tell you and Jon-jon, I've moved blogs. I'm now at:
east-of-eden.blogspot.com
:)
Holli,
What's your e-mail address? There are some thing(s) I want to ask you.
-ST
Eden: Thanks for the update!
Steve: hollijk at yahoo.com
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