Therapy

I've been having a hard time, a really hard time. There, I said it. I'm having a really hard time. Just to be clear, this post is not a cry for help or sympathy or anything like that. Really. Thanks to Heather, I'm now having a little less of a hard time than I was before, but still a hard time. If it were possible for me to stay in bed all day I totally would. A few months ago I was good. Better than I've been in a long time. I had focus and motivation and I was pretty happy. Then things happened. Life happened. And lets face it. Life isn't easy. Life can be messy. Life is hard. I don't always handle it well. Right now I'm not handling it well. This morning when I dropped Abby off at school for her summer program I saw my friend Heather. That's what this post is really about. Heather is an amazing friend. I'm so blessed to have found her. She let me sit in the school parking lot and literally cry on her shoulder. I don't remember the last time I did that with a friend. She pointed out that as we get older it's harder to make close friends because we are so busy and friendships take a lot of work. I totally agree. Then she said that being friends with me has always been easy. I feel the same way about her. Our friendship just kind of fell into our laps. And it came at a time when I really needed it. Today I really needed it. Sooo, any way, I'll be okay. This too shall pass, and with great friends around hopefully it will pass soon.