This was my horoscope this morning. Very fitting and very timely.
I had always heard that it takes a year to for the worst part of grief to pass. Last August, and even earlier this year, I would have not believed it. This is the worst pain I've ever experienced, nagging, aching, sharp and sickening all at the same time.
But it seems to be true. I've noticed the last few weeks, as we approach the first anniversary of Dennis' death, although we are more pensive and more melancholy some days, the fog of grief is lifting. My boys are talking about the future again, they are making plans, they laugh more easily and sleep better - and so do I.
We all still have overwhelmingly sad days. My heart still sometimes skips a beat when I answer my phone and hear Iain's voice - he sounds so much like Dennis that my mind is fooled for a heart beat. I see Dennis in their eyes and in their mannerisms. He will always be with me, with all of us who loved him. I feel like it's okay to think about being really happy again and not just going through the motions. It feels like it's okay to plan a future, knowing he won't share it with us.
So..moving right along.
I surpassed 13,000 steps today. Woohoo. I did my 3k loop around my neighbourhood just as the sun was setting. There's a storm coming in, so although it was hot and humid, there was a lovely breeze coming up the escarpment that made it easier and enjoyable.
I met an old friend for lunch today and we caught up on so many things and laughed so hard.
I found the perfect set of dishes at a thrift shop for a ridiculously low price!
I tracked everything I ate and stayed within my Weight Watchers points.
See...a great day!
I hope yours was too.
Tomorrow's goal is 14,000 steps. Stay tuned!