You all made me feel hugged, you did. I wish I could have you to dinner. I'm making a new recipe this week that includes ricotta and raisins. I think you just might like it. Please come over. I know how to party. Why just this morning I had people over and entertained them with juice boxes, yogurt-covered raisins, banana bread and animal crackers. I believe it was a success because I got a woman's phone number before she left.
The phone number, in my Mom life, is the goldent ticket. No booty calling or romance these days. More like babysitting and commiserating and friendship.
I'm also planning to do more commiserating and cleansing and digging and speaking here on my blog. You were right. It will make me feel better. If I don't lay out my thoughts in words then I don't nail them down. Something about this time, this sitting here that forces the mirror up and I take glimpses and try to put words to it. Lately I am short on words but I will try to push them out. Like little daisies. Joe is gone for a stint so I am solo and without a good excuse for keeping quiet.
Again, thanks to each and every one of you for validating me. Sigh.