But I digress, these dear friends, are actually both very lovely people.
When P returned, he brought back 2 gifts they had given me - a pot of divine jam, and a journal.
I knew the plans for this journal straight away. I had read about them, and a friend does something similar.
An Appreciation Journal.
I think even if I was still living with my husband, being more appreciative of the bounty that life brings us would still be a valuable exercise. However, more so now when I can have periods where things just feel so dark/hopeless/sad/frustrating/lonely/tiring.
So last night I started. And it felt good. Because despite the heart break and the tough lonely times, I am lucky enough to live in a country where my right to function in the society is not determined by my marital status. There really is much to be thankful for.