...just as Diana stated to me in an reply and email - a new day.
Life isn't magically better. Is it ever? It is a new day. With below zero (almost) temps.
And somehow, just like I do every year and every time this lil whoa is me pity party of missing Cor comes along...I manage to get to the end of the rough patch. Not always very gracefully. Not always with love in my heart and actions. There is 1 specific person that I tend to call during the bad days like I had yesterday. I didn't call this person. Came close. Didn't. Not that I didn't need to. Just, I did not have it in me. I came close this morning. Why? Why waste this person time or mine? Because ultimately.....it is the same crap that I've dug through for awhile. And I'm sure my therapist is glad to not hear from me on a day when I'm not scheduled to be there.
So...it is just another day!