Whole and strong

Wednesday night. After two days of seminar on "Masterful Conversations" (how to have difficult conversations properly and without throwing up before or after) and one 60 minute session with my Lighter Way instructor, Gloria, I feel as though I'm emerging from a terrible, dark place. I'm not 100% but at least I don't feel like a shattered window with shards of me lying all over the floor, and that's progress.

TCB is out of town for work (no, not Iraq, just North Carolina) and won't be back until next Wednesday, so our conversations will need to be postponed, and that has me anxious (because I don't want to wait) and expectant (because I'm going to prepare the heck out of the conversation I want to have). I miss him and that's silly because I never see him other than weekends due to the distance between our places of residence, but there you go. Just knowing that he's on the other coast and that I can't go and have dinner if the urge strikes makes me sad. On the other hand, I can continue to refine my project plan before I need to present it to him.

I want to be the girl I see in my dreams and I know that it is within my power to make that happen. Color me hopeful.