Footloose...

At Grief Support two weeks ago the speaker talked about how people would like to see you work through grief on a nice straight path. She had two people hold up a stretched out tape measure and pointed out that that some expect you to be at Week One feeling this way, Week Seven, getting better, Week Whatever, all better, back to "normal" life. Linear recovery.

The truth about grief, the path is much more like traveling on a giant Slinky. The Slinky, that famous toy of olden days with it's ongoing stretch of coils...up and down and around and around we go. That is how it is for me. And last night, I was on the upswing of that Slinky. Pete and I went out for dinner and saw the musical "Footloose" at the Marriott Theater. We loved it. We felt a little more "normal". In the words of Martha Stewart, that's a good thing.

And right now I want to post a few random pictures of Laurie. I think I'll do that.