It has been a rather eventful November and December. Although Thanksgiving went well,
the day after started a series of events that I am still recovering from. Long story shortened for the blog-I broke up a dog fight between my dog and my daughter's dog and sustained many hand injuries because of it. I drove myself to Emergency Department, had stitches, then urgent surgery and hospitalization. My right hand is still out of commission-and presents problems for writing, driving and typing. I was on IV antibiotics for awhile and felt awful-now am on oral drugs and am doing better. It has been a very long month-and the injury left me feeling vulnerable.
And now the holidays. When I first started dating, I thought that the holidays may be different this year. I have met a wonderful man but somehow the holidays remain lonely and I am left questioning my expectations and motivations. What would make me less lonely? What would a perfect holiday look like? Of course all of the angst about the time off is further complicated by the fact that it is not even my holiday. I also feel like such a baby that I am sad and lonely and unhappy. I want to be able to sail through these experiences with a great attitude-accepting what comes my way and appreciating the good things in my life.
Unfortunately I am sad, and tearful. But I know that I will get through this and it will ultimately be okay.