As per usual I am writing to use the internet as my therapy. Like most people with a lot of common sense do. I just put my girl to bed. Since it is "Mother's Day" (never argue this no matter if it is true or not) her present to me was getting ready for bed without me asking her to do the same things over and over again. It was actually a pretty amazing gift idea. I will be asking for this for all future gift giving holidays.
Today only included a couple of hard tasks. I am getting pretty good at taking care of doing hard things. By "I" I mean a small team of people. By "doing hard things" I mean arranging my disgusting new life and telling people that my husband has died and then hating them for making me say it. Harps only had one serious melt down and a handful of tiny ones. I got some good mail (I love getting good mail so much) and a present (I love getting presents more than anything). I had one bad conversation and three good ones. Tonight some of my favorites are coming for a couple of cocktails and to babysit me while I sleep. This is a really good day on the spectrum of my days.
I have amazing people taking amazing care of me. I have funny friends. I have a home warranty. I have lots of green tea lattes. I have a daughter so amazing that she trumps all kids everywhere (sorry -- for saying it and for meaning it). I have some things I am looking forward to. I have hope. I have a God who is good. For these reasons I am still standing.