Drewish log supplemental
There are times I truly wish things were different than they are.
I see people celebrating anniversaries and part of me is now jealous. Part of me inside says "hey I had that?... why cant I still have that."
Stomping one's foot, even metaphorically, isn't being a very good adult. That also doesn't mean it won't happen either.
The emotions of the last year and of the last week have been intense. Two ladies, that were good friends of Jordan, and I wondered what He would have said about the election... leave alone the results.
I know there are others out there that lost of loved one in the late fall or early winter. We are all still processing, gsthering and finding ways of moving on.
There will always be that "but wait I had that... where's my romantic evening celebrating our anniversary?"
But punishing myself or secretly loathing those who still have anniversaries ahead of them is pretty fruitless.
The new apartment for me is another step in resetting the drewness. Part of me was drawn the white blank canvass of the apartment. Not unlike me the apartment will be ready for new splashes of color. New forms of expression and if I am lucky... new expressions of love.
Don't know if I am that lucky yet.