Ten.Two Thousand & Thirty-Five
Yoga time.
I remind myself that I will regain my strength over time. Slowly but surely.
Mopped and vacuumed floors.
He says the house feels even bigger without them here. It is bigger and quieter.
I check to see where they are - how many miles, exactly. 2,450. Two dots are moving down a highway toward Sanibel. I thought today was supposed to be a rest day?
I almost fall asleep on the way to lunch.
Steak frites and a glass of Gigondas for me. Cassoulet and a glass of Beaujolais for him. Baguette and butter. It is sunny but still cool.
Why am I so tired?
Nap on top of the covers.
Wine and laughter and celebration. The feeling of being both in the past and the future at the same time. You realize how quickly time passes. Are the decisions I’m making today supporting the future version of myself that I wish to be?
