It is beautiful here!
I LOVE snow! I love snow storms.
Really-- it is lovely!
I had lots o dental work.
(Another day I'll share all my tips for dealing with PTSD.)
My body has a physical panic response that makes me shake, breathe fast, and cry.
I tell myself over and over that these people are helping me!
That I love them and they love me.
And, it's true.
I feel loved at the dentist.
Getting my hair cut, the lady, Patti was so nice.
She was encouraged to abort her second son because they told her he would have downs or be retarded. He is a 22 year old college student today that still causes his mom to get teary-eyed as she cuts my hair. Everyone has a story.
Talking to random ladies at the grocery store I feel loved.
This kind lady, Maurine, told me how to make homemade sloppy joes. (Onion, ground beef, ketchup, yellow mustard, a touch of vinegar and brown sugar. Delish.)
I felt loved as I had my blood drawn and loved as I got some chest x-rays.
People are kind and good.
I drove all around town without incident and then got stuck coming into my own driveway- that snow was deep.
Jakob got near the muddy tire pushing me out.
Thanks for being good people.
Good people make life good.
I know it.