Pushed.

Sometimes I feel pushed.
Dh wants me to go on a retreat this weekend, to try and help me with my depression and with the loss of my dad. He is pushing me. And I dont like to be pushed.
I know he just wants to fix it, to make me better, to get me back, but it is just not going to happen like that.
I will do it in my own time, and in the meantime I will try and ease his pain and worry about me.
He is the best man, and I love him dearly.

Gratefullness today..

1. Dh, I know you love me.

2. discovering a new playground with the boy today, it was fun.

3. Bubblegum blowing competition with freckles..awesome so 80's

4. Pumpkin soup with oven baked fresh bread rolls and sour cream...mmmmmm yum.

5. socks, just socks.