i went out for tea tonight with a couple of friends. and one of them, she made me cry. but in a good way.
when her baby was born, she said, she was sad. because she'd felt like she was doing something important. and then suddenly, she wasn't.
it was important, before, that i didn't drink a whole bottle of wine, or three cups of coffee. that i didn't get stressed. that i took care of myself.
now? not so much.
and yet. i don't have a baby to look after.
i started crying. at the table in the restaurant. we got up and she gave me a hug.
sometimes it takes someone outside the situation to see the most obvious things.