Thursday, June 16, 2011

bad day - and none of it was due to health!

Two years ago today I received a phone call that changed my life. I processed that this morning, doing the same thing I did two years ago at the exact same time with the exact same therapist.
Two years later I receive a letter that's having the same effect. Sadly, I hope it doesn't take the next two years to 'get over it'.

In the meantime, I'm regrouping and figuring out what I'm going to do. All that's clear right now is that I have to let go of this house, now. Thing is I'm a china-doll. I can't even carry a box down the stairs never mind do my laundry (involves 2 flights of stairs). I'll manage, I'm a survivor. I always have and always will.