healing and growing

We have a busy weekend coming up around here.  Two of my college roommates, Alissa and Thais, are coming today to spend have lunch and spend the afternoon, and Emmett and I can't wait.  I love them dearly and I'm so thankful we are all living in the same corner of the world again so we can see each other more often. 

Tonight our friends Ashley & Eddie are coming for dinner and Mike is making soft pretzels for us to use as buns for burgers - trust me when I tell you it is AWESOME - and we'll try to convince Emmett to say Ashley's name.  He says Eddie, but he won't say Ashley.

Tomorrow morning, we are meeting my parents in Westchester County, where they are going to pick Emmett up and bring him back to CT with them.  At which point Mike and I will begin a whirlwind house hunting tour to last through Sunday, with a lovely, much-needed break for dinner and an overnight by ourselves.  And Emmett will begin an whirlwind tour of being loved, spoiled and having his every whim indulged, to last through Sunday.  We'll meet my parents for an early supper Sunday, retrieve Emmett, and get back here for Emmett's bedtime.

I have been doing a lot of thinking and healing and processing and I've realized some things about myself.  I have a post brewing, so I'll be back here next week with that.

In the meantime, I have a friend who is going through a divorce from an abusive husband and learning to heal and to love herself.  She's started a blog, and her writing is lovely and heart-wrenching and inspirational.  Go see for yourself.