Three friends to the rescue the other night. I was invited over to someone's house to play a card game and eat muffins and cookies and fruit smoothies, and it was just an evening of laughter and good-natured ribbing and constant interruptions of the game to discuss cooking soup and sprouting seeds and setting goals for the new year. I managed to get through the whole evening without curling up in a soggy mess over Brio, which is an improvement. Reminded me that the world is still turning, and people are kind.
Tonight is the Lunar New Year celebration at church, where there's always heaps of good food and a musical program. Another thing to draw me out of myself and force me back into the flow of life. I'm trying to go work out my grief at the gym and remembering to go for walks (weird to walk without him!), but also reminding myself that it's been less than a week and there's no timetable to any of this.
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