Day 250 - The pantry of my mind

Feeling stressed, Mr 16's physical wellbeing is unclear, and I'm unsure about how to proceed with the audition tomorrow. If he were worse, I'd have rung today to ask for a later audition, but he's borderline. Going to bed and hoping to sleep. Maybe the morning will make things clearer. Meanwhile, the pantry has been a source of temporary comfort.

Day 249 - Fragile

Fragile today. Mr 16 is getting sick, and I'm worried about Tuesday's audition. I would love to learn to let go and stop worrying when I can't change things.

Day 245 - This is how my day changed

Today I've been married 25 years. I'm at home, and a little concerned that I'm feeling so lousy and weak for the fifth day already. This was going to be the photo for the day.

What did I intend with this photo? Was I feeling reflective? Was I going to try a hackneyed angle and claim I was a shadow of my former self? Was I feeling a strange detachment from everything and everyone as you do when you feel so unwell that you lose interest in all things?

Unexpectedly, my husband came home during his lunch to bring me flowers. Fuscias are the flowers we chose for our wedding. Simple, cheerful fragrance. This is how my day changed.