Self Compassion Three Months Out
Yep, today marks three months. I adore this shirt. (In case you can't tell from the picture, it says, "Today's Forecast: Cloudy with a Chance of Widow Brain.") I made the decision to just accept and maybe even embrace this new (and hopefully temporary?) normal of an often muddled brain. Laughing at myself and all my uncharacteristic-for-typical-pre-leukemia-and-then-widowhood-me mistakes feels a whole lot better than self pity or…