Holy Hell
The last week or so has been pretty... insane. Im beginning to understand what it must feel like to have parents divorcing (my two best friends split up after about 12 years of togetherness) which is terrible in every way imaginable. I've been helping one of the people I love most in this world pick up whatever pieces we can, formulate a new game plan and figure out a way to move forward. I've been strong for her though lately the last thing I feel is strong. Though we are only through week 1, the revelations have been really inspiring. I've discovered a strength in me that is dependable even when I least expect it to be and I've discovered all sorts of wonderful things about our circle of friends and how we can really come together for each other in times of need.
My focus has gone straight passed my actual birthday and on to this weekends celebration. It will be our first real party at the house and I don’t feel ready. Hopefully there will be enough time and motivation to knock out small projects throughout the week as the day of the party will no doubt be consumed by cooking delicious Mexican food for our guests.
Until then, Im hoping to get myself, Kelly and Pancho through this damn week come hell or high water.
Also, because I hate myself so much, Im going to try to quit smoking (again). I am the queen of perfect timing.
2 comments:
Oh no! That is terrible. Please let her know that I'm thinking of her, and let me know if there's anything I can do to help.
Ah thanks Sarah! I absolutely will! My phone is dead so I dont know how else to contact you, but we are having a girls night tonight for her and you are certainly welcome to join! I dont know the details yet but I will call you as soon as I get my celly plugged into a wall.
xoxo
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