We're All Going To Be Ok.

This weekend I forced myself to go through the motions.  I spent my days doing the things that make me the happiest.  On Saturday Dar and I explored a nearby beach town.  We had lunch out at this little sandwich shop known for their meatball subs.  My poor NJ born husband is always on the lookout for a descent philly and meatball sub.  We took a  long walk on the peir.  We peeked into a few shops and we bought an obscene amount of candy.  At the end of the day I still felt miserable. 

Yesterday, I gave it a go again and drove up to San Clemente to meet a friend for breakfast.  We chatted for hours at the best little strip mall cafe.  The food was amazing, the company even better.  We walked the main drag where there happend to be a car show going on.  I haven't been to a car show in...geez, maybe I've never been to a car show?  We popped in and out of shops.  We walked the pier.  We ate ice cream.  After 5 hours I drove myself home. 

On the drive  back for the first time in a month I felt like everything was going to be ok.  The grief, the stream of bad luck, it's bound to pass.  It took me a weekend of spoiling myself and doing all of the things I love to show me that, but god, I'm so thankful that I see it now.

An hour after I got into work this morning my sweet and absolutely amazing receptionist (who I only hired a few months ago) called me up to her desk.  She was in tears when I arrived and her eyes told me that her little heart was breaking.  We walked outside and through the tears she let me know that she had broken up with her boyfirend.  The boyfirend she had moved to California to be with.  This all happened over the weekend and she had decided to move back to the east coast to be with her family.  Everything about her showed me that she was struggling with her decision, but deep down I know she knew it was the right thing for her.  We all know that doesn't make it any easier though don't we? 

I could have looked at this mornings loss as yet another bit of bad luck, but I didn't.  Instread I took the opportunity to comfort someone whos heart was breaking.  It was easy for me to tell her that she was going to be ok because I knew she would be.  I've been where she is now.  My entire high school and college carrer was pretty much one devistating breakup after another.  Years from now when she's been happily marrieid for almost a decaude, she'll look back at the days like today and she'll laugh. 

I hugged her as tightly as I could and I sent her on her way with all my love and support.  The last thing she needed was to feel bad about leaving this job.  This morning really only solidified what I realized yesterday.  The truth is, life is an ocean of waves.  Sometimes they're calm and soothing, other times they'll knock you on your ass.  April was one of the best months of my life.  May was as bad as it gets.  We're all going through "this" together though, and if we keep trying, we're all going to be ok. 

On that note, I want to thank you guys for all of your emails and comments yesterday.  Your love and support literally brought me to tears.  I really don't know how to proeprly express my thanks.  You should know though that you've made me feel loved and a part of something and that my friends is as good as it gets. 

That's it for today. XO