I was particularly moved by a phone message from a group I've been close to for almost as long as I can remember. These friends -- who have been together through thick, thin and thick again -- got together in Ann Arbor for dinner to mark the anniversary and left me a voice mail from the restaurant. Part of me is disappointed I missed the call, but it was wonderful to hear each of them speak as they passed the phone around sending along their best wishes. My eyes tear up even now as I remember how meaningful it was to hear those voices.
This sounds sad. I'm not, really. But I'm probably teetering on the edge of emotional exhaustion. There are wonderful things in my life. There is also Daily Life which is taking more of my resources right now than usual. And there's grief. On balance, Wonderfulness is winning, but I need to be careful with how I take care of myself. Marla, I remember your reminders about "Sleep, water and vitamins". You'd be proud of me.