Sep 02, 2007 10:22
Tomorrow it will have been four years since my fall. So, to cope, I started a free-write box last week. When i'm upset, I make myself as alone as possible in this house, and i cry, and i write everything that races through my head until I'm done coping, and then I go to mike and he holds me, and I feel better.
It's strange, living with mike. Strange, and absolutly wonderful. I am moving in my plants and my fish today, ah, fish and flora, a way to add living color to a place with white walls, white carpet, white ceiling... and the strawberries will overtake our patio; I have dozens of pots full of the beautiful plants.
tomorrow, I am making dinner for Mike; game hens, if i can find them, with sausage sage stuffing, and mashed parsnips, and salad. Maybe homemade bread. And something for dessert. The cooking process is a meditation for me. The eating is calming for him after hard days, like tomorrow at school will be (yes, no labor day off for him!)
Life is good. I am excited to be living it :-)