So I thought I had better post once in a while when I am feeling good so I am not always breaking your hearts. Mike and Rachel moved our futon and a lamp into Sophie's room for me so I would have a peaceful place to read, compute, whatever. I am spending all my free time (ok, it isn't all that much) in there...and the rest of the family is gravitating in there too (so much for the peace--but I love it). Before Sophie died I would have been creeped out totally to be in a room, or even a house where someone had died...I remember living in this house in high school that used to belong to an old lady and I really was wondering all the time if she died there...but now I realize that death isn't scary, just sad. Sophie wasn't bad or evil, so if she was a ghost she would be a damn cute one....I just feel close to her in there, but not sad...I don't know how to explain it but it has given me a lot of peace. I have her stuffies in there and have been sleeping with her blankie...
Also, in general, I am much better...I was telling my Mom that I am not sure whether something is wrong with me, or if it is just that is has been so long since I felt normal that it feels strange to me now. I still get sad sometimes, and angry, but in general I feel more positive, more motivated, more energetic. I'm sure there will be days, many tough days ahead, but I feel hopeful for the future...thanks for being so amazing, all of you.....
