Seems a little better. Maybe it’s the amount of work I accomplished this morning cleaning out closets in the boys’ rooms. Now that they are officially adopted, we are getting ready to move them all into their own rooms. We had to wait because there were lots of crazy foster care rules preventing us from using all of our bedrooms. There is also a slim possibility that a little girl will be living here for awhile. So I’m praying that this girl stays with her mom because that would be the best thing for her, but getting ready just in case.
Maybe I’m feeling better because my body and mind are starting to heal from that disastrous PAP smear. Maybe by a smidgen. But now that I’m starting to think about it while I write this, the tears are pricking my eyes right away. MT (my therapist ) wants me to answer two questions about how I’m doing around that PAP smear. The first is where am I directing my anger to from that incident. And the second question is what am I doing to help the child parts of me with this stuff. Both are really difficult and I’m thinking and journalling about them. I’m sure I’ll write about them here eventually.
I’m also really liking the weather today. A little chilly, but invigorating. A beautiful blue sky and some changing leaves falling off the trees. Fall is my favorite season. It makes me happy. I like starting to wear leggings, sweaters, boots. I like wearing socks. I love socks.
Now, I’m sitting in front of the television, watching a series on Amazon called In Treatment. It’s one of my favorite shoes to binge watch right now.