Today started out kinda shitty. I managed to lose a filling while flossing this morning. Can't get in to my dentist until the 28th. Well, I could have gotten in earlier, but I'll be out of town, so that could be difficult. Just hope it's okay until then. No pain or anything yet. I'm pretty sure it was an old filling, so... maybe that nerve is mostly dead already.
A fair number of conversations happening lately. Some that are very very welcome and reassuring. Regularly talking to a part of the core is really helpful. Especially as there was a rather lengthy period of only occassional contact (life and work happen that way some times; I'm glad those times are over). I'm very pleased with this.
Another part of the core, Augie, is having a bit of a rough time, but I think I'm helping. I hope I am. Though I can't do much from here. I know he'll do okay; I just hope he realises it too.
And then...there's the troubling one. Someone very very close to my heart has lost his sense of self. No, that's not right. He's realising that the sense he had before was misplaced and is discovering a deeper aspect of himself. Er... no, still not quite right. He's acknowledging it more fully, perhaps. In any case, it's really doing a number on him. I worry some. Again, not much I can do. In this case, it's a matter of him shutting others out. So I do what I can; listen when he talks; be here for him when he wants. Maybe he'll visit this weekend (not holding my breath). It is Thanksgiving here after all.
But I'm getting along okay, helping those dearest to me as best I can with their desires and needs. My own get shorter shrift. Avoiding the blahs is about the best I can do here. Nah, that's not right, either. I'm getting by well enough. And there are definitely bright spots. Woof indeed.
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