BORING!

Talking about the weather is almost as boring as talking about being a widow. Enough already! It seems that with both—weather and widowhood—there’s really little you can do about it except believe in the future. It will be spring again. I will be happy again.

My therapist says grief is like a chronic disease. You have relapses and remissions. Maybe you’re never cured; you just learn to live with it. That seems like an apt metaphor to me. This past week I felt like I’ve been getting “sick” again but I know I can and will feel better. Just have to be patient, drink lots of fluids (wine and water) not push myself, etc., etc., etc.