I don't have much to say today. The past week has pretty much wiped me out.
But . . .
I'm grateful to be alone.
I'm grateful there's not an emergency to deal with, phone calls to make, information to relay.
I'm grateful that it's cool and cloudy and I don't have anywhere I have to be.
I'm grateful my apartment is cozy and warm and relatively neat. That I did all the laundry yesterday. That there's enough food keep me out of the supermarket for a couple of days.
I'm grateful that I'm healing, slowly, but it's happening little by little, every day.
I'm grateful I didn't have a breakdown in the middle of everyone else's stress (although I did almost faint during my brother's crisis which he'll never let me forget).
I'm grateful to have the time and space to sit still. That's a luxury I'm seriously appreciating right now.
It's important to remember life is good even when chaos threatens to overtake you.