Having a little sad evening. I felt so good all day, but it's been pointed out that my behavior was not what it should have been today. That I am still making myself look weak and pathetic.
Finally decided it was dark enough to crawl into bed.
I get a text from my step son who is overseas... he was asking how he should wash his Afghan I made him... of course I answer and check in on him. Now, I'm crying... with the S and most likely D I'm not sure how much if ever I will see my step son. But, not only does he appreciate my gift I made him years ago... he took it overseas with him.
My heart is full.
At the same time i grieve the loss of his dad and my blended family. Tomorrow is another day. 2 steps forward and 1 step back.
