It’s been a minute, I miss you. It’s not that I haven’t been thinking about you, I have. It’s just been difficult to write you lately. I have updates but none of them feel worthy or interesting enough. My ‘love life’ took a steep shift lately for the better – as you know, my brain was a little on fire, and I care less now. Okay, I don’t ‘care less’ emotionally, but I’ve managed to un-hook myself from the mental torture of a big crush. So that’s something. What else, oh I’m big on fiber now. I’m even seeing a dietician tomorrow for some PCOS inspired tips. The kids are fine, furry as ever. The presents are stacked under the tree and ready for the family.
How are you though? I know the last time we talked you were steeped in ritual and spirituality. I love that for you. I also saw that you realized you want to move, and that you’re missing your friends. I wonder how that realization felt for you at the time? I would imagine it was a big shift. How’s your heart? Are you thinking about her? I know it sucks, but hey, it’s kind of fun too.
I love your resilience. I love your adaptability. You change a lot, in a way that speaks to me. Although the good times fade, the bad times certainly do too. We have to be thankful for the latter, and trust that the former will always return in new and unexpected ways.
Love you.