Meh

Today is a hard day with lots of physical pain mixed with some heartache that only family members can cause. (If you know, you know.). I had hoped to get back to church today but could not pull myself together enough to get there. Church should be more like a hospital where you are celebrated for coming no matter how late into the service you arrive and there should be a section for people like me who just want to roll there in our leggings and hoodies. I also need a section for people who cry when the feels hit a bit too hard. Also it is just nine days after brain surgery so just maybe I should go easy on myself. I am trying to be my own friend, but baby steps.

Dave, Madi and I went for a ride in the truck. We got coffee and meandered around so Madi could see horses. (Yes. She is a big baby.) I returned to bed when we got back home, and I am mostly okay with that. I imagine one of my friends saying this and imagine how I would absolutely support and encourage them to spend the day being curled up in bed. Tomorrow is a new day.