Today is November 22. It was one year today that I had my whatever you want to call it. A hundred years ago it would have been called an attack of the nerves and I would still be locked up somewhere. In some ways it feels like it was a hundred years ago, yet I remember every detail…..more than I want to really.
Thankfully today….I got a good night’s sleep last night. I had breakfast with my kiddo, alone, and now we are going to run some errands. My house is clean, laundry is caught up. Today is not the same day it was a year ago. Praise be to God!
