Recovery

Here is our Christmas tree.  My mom indulged me and we went and picked out a noble fir at Fred Meyer the day before Thanksgiving.  We are started fresh with a new theme, new ornaments, etc.  You know what happened to mine (I donated them except the star and the one from my gram) and my mom's had fallen into disrepair.

It was hard to get a good picture and this was the best I've got.  What you can't really see is that what we are starting with are some bulb ornaments and some ornaments we've made out of silk poinsettia flowers.  Now for the next three weeks we are going to be on a quest to find perfect ornament that match the gem color scheme (red, green, gold, white, and purple).

I also bought some ornaments for my tree - my future Christmas tree.  The one that will be all mine.  Pink and sage.  Lovely.

I think it was last Friday morning when I woke up ready to take on the world.  Since then I feel like I have.  Christmas cards are made.  I've purchased everything for various gifting plans.  Monday I even started swimming again.  I thought since I'd been out nearly a month, I'd have to start back into it slowly but instead I swam longer than ever; I am at 1/2 mile!

So it would appear I am over my miscellaneous infections (knock on wood, please).  And it would also appear I'm moving on with my life, the parts that still make me a little melancholy when I think about them.  I miss some of my old tree ornaments because they were so varied and carefully cultivated.  But I'm sure there will be a time when I don't think, "this is my first year without my ornaments" just as I'm sure there will be a time when I won't think, "this is the first year I'm divorced from my husband... okay, second year apart from him".

What can I say, recovery is a journey.