For those here for the sweater updates, here's a snapshot of the sweater progress. I just have one sleeve left. I worked on it when the kiddo had a pool party for a friend. We stayed two hours+ while all the kids had a great time swimming and celebrating.
I was going to go into a long monologue about how difficult it is to make real friends as an adult, especially post pandemic. I once had a close friend, a "soul sister" as I always proclaimed, for almost two decades, but they have left the area and changed paths that no longer intersect with mine. It's been incredibly hard. I'm not ready to show that pain to the world, nor would i disrespect their privacy so details are not going to be shared. I keep hoping it will get easier. It has been about a year and two months now since things felt remotely normal in that space. Grieving the living wears on my heart and makes everything really hard. It hurts me that such a decision was so easy for that person. In the back of my mind, I will always wonder if I am the "thing" that was easy to let go because maybe I held them back from being who they wish to be. It is natural for things to end, I just never expected it.
I've talked of this too long tonight. I'm going to let it rest.