So, the terrible thing that was never ending, finally ended today. There has not been as much jubilation as you might expect. This is in large part down to the fact that it doesn’t seem quite true yet. After months and months of steeling ourselves and spending days locked in what often felt like mortal combat, I think we are in the slight PTSD phase of healing. There are seven stages of grief. I am not sure how many stages there are to whatever this is.
I am so pleased that some things have come to an end Katy. I have too always wanted to try pottery. I love the pottery throwdown and wish I was so creative.
I am so pleased that some things have come to an end Katy. I have too always wanted to try pottery. I love the pottery throwdown and wish I was so creative.
Love this for you! (The good parts.) Lunch sounds incredible but I would have spent the whole time trying not to blurt “Hello, Darling.”
May you now move forward with greater Ease and Grace. 😁 Blessed Be!
Your trip sounds lovely. I hope it was good that those things ended and all will be well.