I'm noticing a trend here.
I feel quite insecure. I worry.
And then, I have a good evening with A...and all is right with the world.
Last night was perfect. Again, C was there, so we only stayed a short bit. But my insecurities of the day were erased. As I leaned back into his arms, C crawled into my lap. A and I simultaneously sighed contently.
So work is, uh, work.
And my jaw still hurts something terrible.
But I am loved, and I feel more confident in that love today. It feels more comfortable to me. I'm not as questioning--I'm accepting.
I am loved.
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