Today is day nine and it's really the first day that I've woke up feeling good. The past eight days have been rough but I've done my best to stay in a routine. Day three and four were the worse. I keep telling myself--only two more.
Thomas and I were talking at the dinner table the other night and he wondered how the next two would affect me since they were starting to wear me down. I started to tear up because I knew he had noticed. I try to stay strong for the both of us but if you ask him he's the strong one for both of us. We decided to just get through the next one and worry about the last one when the time comes.
I'm off tomorrow (Saturday) so I hope to spend a lot of time on my back porch.
Hope everyone enjoys their weekend and gets to spend a lot of time with family....xo
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