8:43 am. It’s my birthday. Went to bed way too late and woke up way too early so I could feed the kids and get them ready for school. Long talk with K. (on the phone) last night but she was in her “you hurt me” mode for much of it. She had been planning so lovingly for this day and now the whole thing is up in the air. Weirdly, I’m strong enough to withstand all of it. My birthday doesn’t have to be great or special for me to be okay with living. It can be awful and life can still be wonderful.
1:30 pm. Fell asleep again and slept till 12:30 so I feel way more rested than usual. It’s a nice feeling. Woke to a bunch of birthday messages which was heart-warming, and also the news that K. had found an apartment. That’s going to be a huge load off her shoulders.