Like lots of people I'm weary now. I've read useful articles on the 6th month wall, and on surge capacity. I'm also trying to be gentle with myself as I grieve losses and adjust to life without my daughter here, figuring new ways of showing my love.
My partner shared some wisdom that's really resonated. That human beings are not meant to be indoors all the time, but to seek occasional shelter to sleep for example. This makes so much sense to me. I love life when camping, the vast amount of fresh air. Yet most of my existence is currently cooped up. So these last few days I've made more of a determined effort to get out and I feel much better for it. I'm aware this is going to get increasingly harder so I'm going to have to prioritize it. Breakfast on the backdoor step. A walk regardless of the weather. Days off meaning days out. We discovered a beautiful weir on Sunday and a shout out on Facebook has generated a whole list of as yet unvisited Lancashire delights.
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