Yesterday was not a great day. But I woke up this morning and knew straight away I was out of the worst. I was up before the kids, helped O with some maths, got dressed and generally felt pretty ok.
I have not left the house in 4 days. But today I wanted to go for a walk. I meant around the block but my husband brought me here, to one of our favourite beaches. And we walked and talked and held hands as we sat, leaning against each other, feeling the solidness of the other’s winter padded body holding us up. And it all felt okay again.