A Return

I thought today was the 2nd of the month. I mean it is the second month of the year. My son just corrected me and told me it is the 3rd of February. "And it is Thursday mom". Yesterday we had a snow day. Who didn't? I thought so.

Snow days always throw me off. So does being sick. I have been a worthless, mindless, sack of you know what since Monday. Upper respiratory infection. Sinus infection. Cold. Blech. Call it what you will. I have it. And let's talk about being tired. Or not. Today I am beginning to feel somewhat normal. If that is at all possible. Am I normal? Dear sister, if you are reading this, please do not answer.

Either way, normal or not, I do know one thing that is feeling normal. Yooper going back to work! Yes. Yesterday, the 2nd of February(thank you) he began to see clients again. Fur babies. Little children covered in fur. Just a few appointments. He took his time. The ladies that work for us, my friends forever, patiently helped him along. Eighteen months ago our future was so damn uncertain. Now here we are and he is gaining back what he loves so much. His professsion! Being a veterinarian! Having his identity brought back to him! What an amazing feeling for him. For all of us around him.

Today I sit here staring at my computer's monitor rereading what I wrote and think to myself "Tim is back working." Two years ago I never would have imagined how our lives would be. One year ago I longed for Tim to be better and working and getting back his life.

And so here we are. February 3, 2011.

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