Pcing it up

The closing for the condo is in just 3 days! I have gotten a lot packed and am starting to get excited about this new phase of my life. The weekend was difficult, but I made it through. I know that life goes on wither you are ready or not. I also know that I will be better. Tomorrow night starts the weekly grief counseling. I hope this helps some. I am doing better, smiling without even realizing it. Happy thoughts slip past the grief now and again. I am really dealing with the cats going to live with Kevin far better than I thought. I really only miss them when I come home, and that is also when I miss Kevin the most. You always have a moment when you forget they are gone. Kevin would have been 51 last Friday, he was so close.
I am often drawn into thighs of how our lives would have been now if the tumor had not happened, or the treatments worked longer, or if the infections had not happened, but all of this did happen and nothing can be done to change it. On a personal note, I am still looking for the mysterious They who are always being quoted. The next week is going to be very busy to say the least. I will get through it the same as everything else, I have no other choice do I? After I have settled into the new home I will have a party to set the mood for my next phase. Who am I kidding I can hardly stay awake past 11PM anymore. I will probably have some Appeltinies, laced with benifiber. Hey might as well kill 2 birds with 1 stone.