So, let's review, shall we?
In the past two weeks, we had two family deaths, two days apart. John and I are now both sick, so that's two colds. We've had to deal with his two sisters behaving like animals. And, due to the stress of it all, we've had two arguments.
Is it safe to say that the end of 2014 has been a great big pile of Number Two???
(sigh)
I am going to his house tonight, where we'll have a quiet night in. He's sick as hell right now (I'm getting over mine), so no festivities, except for some champagne. But it's OK. We'll be together.
I was able to see Steve for a bit of stress relief yesterday, but only for a short while, because he had work obligations. We didn't play long, but we played hard. I didn't weep while he was here, but I broke down after he left. I wish he could have stayed longer. I needed his strength.
We didn't take any photos, and we didn't last week, either. I miss that. When this whole mess is over, we want to get back to fun scenes and lots of pictures. But yesterday, I was in a melancholy yet hopeful mood, and I wanted to try to capture that in a picture by myself.
So, here I am at the end of 2014. Things seem very bleak and colorless right now, and I feel beaten down and vulnerable. But I keep telling myself this all will pass, and some vibrancy and color will come back into my days soon. I am curled up and have gone within, withdrawn into shadow... but with the cheeriness of the flowers Steve brought for me providing a small, bright beacon.
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Readers, friends, wishing you all the best for 2015. Be safe tonight, whatever you're doing.
In the past two weeks, we had two family deaths, two days apart. John and I are now both sick, so that's two colds. We've had to deal with his two sisters behaving like animals. And, due to the stress of it all, we've had two arguments.
Is it safe to say that the end of 2014 has been a great big pile of Number Two???
(sigh)
I am going to his house tonight, where we'll have a quiet night in. He's sick as hell right now (I'm getting over mine), so no festivities, except for some champagne. But it's OK. We'll be together.
I was able to see Steve for a bit of stress relief yesterday, but only for a short while, because he had work obligations. We didn't play long, but we played hard. I didn't weep while he was here, but I broke down after he left. I wish he could have stayed longer. I needed his strength.
We didn't take any photos, and we didn't last week, either. I miss that. When this whole mess is over, we want to get back to fun scenes and lots of pictures. But yesterday, I was in a melancholy yet hopeful mood, and I wanted to try to capture that in a picture by myself.
So, here I am at the end of 2014. Things seem very bleak and colorless right now, and I feel beaten down and vulnerable. But I keep telling myself this all will pass, and some vibrancy and color will come back into my days soon. I am curled up and have gone within, withdrawn into shadow... but with the cheeriness of the flowers Steve brought for me providing a small, bright beacon.
Readers, friends, wishing you all the best for 2015. Be safe tonight, whatever you're doing.