On a clear day, you can see forever

Monday afternoon. Yes, I have lots of mental and emotional health issues that I'm not dealing with, and that's bad, but you know, I have a lot of blessings, too.

I got to watch Alcott's team win their second game (of two) of the year on Friday night. His older brother's team also won (they're 3-0). After the game, as I was driving him home, Alcott turned to me and said, "I can't believe how this feels. I've never felt this way before." When I asked him what he meant, he said, "I'm just so happy. This is how happy feels." People, I'm not ashamed to say that I cried when I heard that: my beloved boy is happy! They will be taking on a tougher team on Friday afternoon this week and I'm scared/nervous. Not because they might lose - stuff happens - but because this is the team that broke his collarbone last season. (Please, please, please, God, protect this child. He's happy! After everything he's been through in his life, shouldn't he be allowed to enjoy this for a little while longer? Thank you for Your consideration.)

I got to talk to TCB on Friday and Saturday nights. His ship might be sailing out for a little while. He can't tell me when or where or for how long and I respect that because I know it's all about keeping he and his shipmates safe. (Operational Security or "OpSec".) I also know that he'll be coming home to me in less than 19 days now - zowie!!! (Yes, I still say "zowie"...I'm old, weren't you aware of that?) He used the Amazon gift card that I bought him for his birthday to buy everything off of his gift list. This is a good thing unless that gift list still included the two videos that I bought him last month and am saving for Christmas.

I think I'm going to try to book a half day of relaxation at a day spa on the day TCB comes home. I want to look (and feel!) awesome to welcome him back and, not for nothing, I really need a spa day. Perhaps I'll just do the "mini day" with the haircut and style, mani/pedi, and Swedish massage the day before...

I just got off of the phone with my ex-husband and it was great talking to him. We were college sweethearts and friends before we dated and, 10 years after we separated, we're friends again. There was really only a brief period - just after I asked him to leave - when we weren't friends and I'm very proud of that fact. I will love him until I die, but as a brother now, not a husband. We chat a few times a year and both his wife and my (now) husband know that we do so and encourage it. As a matter of fact, I've never met his wife and he's never met TCB, so we're going to get together for dinner while TCB's home and after we move into the new townhouse. I spent so many years beating myself up for the divorce, blaming myself for what happened, and it feels really good to know that I was right to end things, no matter how hard it was back then.

In other news, yuck.


Sounds like you've earned a spa day, enjoy!

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