My daughter seems to be doing OK. She still sleeps on the couch. I'm not quite sure why, but it's definately a sign that everything isn't OK yet. On the other hand, I haven't seen her acting glum in quite awhile, so there are positive signs too.
As for me personally, I'm just hangin' in. I don't have my underwear all in a knot about things. At least not most of the time.
Maybe I'd characterize it as a sad kind of peace.
Guess I'm still working on accepting my fate. I can't just wait..and wait. No use in pining my life away. But I can't bring myself to move on either.
There's "what you want", there's "what should be", there's "what was" and there's "what is."
They aren't always the same thing. Maybe I've lived a charmed life, and want "what was" back. I know that's unrealistic but I still have a hard time reconciling these things.
