Today I wrote a little, had some grieving, did some sewing. Thistle's therapist talked to me about whether I am happy in my home life with CG (I cannot share more than that but she is worried about me) and then, feeling sad about a few things, bought Thistle too many small toys (bubbles, a slinky, etc).
At any rate, the day passed, and so it goes.
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