I feel almost normal this morning. A bit chilly, but that feeling allows me the chance to curl up in some blankets in the reclining chair and feel so wonderfully warm and safe while Hal takes care of me.
The weather is blah, cold, and rainy. I mentioned when I wrote last night that we have no reason to go anywhere. The dark, overcast morning is perfect for cuddling in the chair, wrapped in blankets, as I mentioned earlier. There’s just something extraordinary about knowing that I am safe and warm here at home on a rainy Sunday morning.
I feel joy this morning. I actually feel better, not already exhausted.vi know how lucky I am, and I might be selfish, but I want to enjoy this feeling as long as I can today.