Thank you HF. Good to hear from you.
Yesterday was my birthday. I'm 46 now. I was 37 years old at BD. It's hard to believe that so much time has passed.
I had a lovely day yesterday and am very content with the life I have carved out. Spent the morning on my patio which I have been trying to fix up so that it can be a very nice place for Mom and myself, and any guests to relax.
D21 (who will be D22 tomorrow) and I went and did a little shoe shopping for some new sandals and then went and got pedicures. S23 (who will be S24 on Saturday) hosted all of us at his house. S, his GF, D21 and S19. xMIL texted me HBD.
D21 and I are headed for a Girl's weekend in Denver soon. S23 will be in in Pennsylvania for training with his job. D21 has tickets to Madison Beer so I grabbed us a room at a lovely Bed & Breakfast nearby. We are going to do some shopping, go to the Botanical Gardens, and maybe take in a Comedy Underground show.
My lovely B and SIL who I lived with after the D, my nephew and his GF, S23 and D21 and I are headed to London in September. We will be traveling for 9 days total.
Work is going really well and I am slated to receive a 10% raise in July. I love my new car that replaced the one that was totaled. Lemonade out of lemons.
And of course it's time for Paddle Boarding season.
Mom is doing well despite her health issues. All of her sisters came to town recently and one of my Aunties stayed in our guest room. She and I have not had the best relationship in years past, only because of something that she projected onto me when my children were young, but we have worked through that and I have forgiven her. We had a lovely visit and it was so good for Mom to see her sisters, and for them to get an idea of what life is like with Mom now. Auntie texted me and thanked me for how devoted I am to Mom and told me that I have a very comfortable, welcoming home.
There is so much joy to be found in the life I am living. I wouldn't have believed anyone at Bomb Drop had they told me about all the adventures, changes in jobs, etc. that I would be having Post Bomb Drop. I just want to encourage the newbies out there. It does get better. And life is worth living. There is joy in the journey. Joy is different than the fleeting happiness that our MLCers are seeking. There is joy even in the midst of sorrow. Deep, abiding joy.