It's Friday night and it's been a hard week. The Resident Teen has been super sick with the flu and I've been trying to spend as much time at home looking after him while juggling the day job. Mr W decided that maybe he would rather we were friends. Hard times.
As I was folding this pile of fabric tonight, I thought about how Alison from Cotton Factory enables us to buy nice fabric and so now I have a pile of happy that I can play with. I thought about how Rhiannon sent me encouraging messages the other night which put an end to my pity party.
I thought about how I accidentally clicked a button on my messenger app the other day and found words with friends. And how Alisa is the best person and comes up with words which I have no idea what they mean.
I remembered that I'm hanging out with Michelle tomorrow and coffee with my folks on Sunday.
I'm reminding myself of all the good people in my life. And so I might be alone, but there are people who care. Yes, it's been a hard week. My heart hurts and I've been struggling. But now it's the weekend and I have good things planned with people who care.