I have to be honest, when the Jan. 31 was no longer on the calendar, I felt a whole lot different. No tears yesterday, just went to work, got a massage (and made a new friend connection with the MT who is a colleague's very nice wife), came home, split some wood, straightened up my house a bit, chatted with different friends via email, read a book, went to bed at a decent hour. (I'm still battling the flu so I need a lot of sleep).
I did feel profoundly sad that day but don't now, so I think it's as Beatrice said, there are certain days we "need" to feel sad and I guess it's letting that day sort of envelop us in the sadness that lets us go back to normal the rest of the time.
And thanks everyone who wrote supportive things when I was venting, it was very nice and I appreciate the bday wishes.
Now...onto trying to write this article...
M45 Bomb 6/09; EA 6/10; Divorced 1/11 Proud single mom of 7 little feline girls and one little feline boy "Fall down 53 times. Get up 54." -- Zen saying