Picture perfect.

The sunrise today was spectacular. The entire sky was purple, pink and a bit of orange. Maybe the sunrise was the reason why today was a really good day. I woke up with energy. I took the kids to the dentist. I met some friends for lunch. I enjoyed a long walk along the inner-harbour and downtown area and then attended a friend's birthday party at a home I consider an extension of family. Today was just a really good day.

As I walked toward my therapy appointment this afternoon from my car, I worried that I had nothing to talk about today. I couldn't cry today. Not even if I wanted to. I felt contentment, stability, a love for life. Yes, this is all improvement, I agree but it frightens me. What will tomorrow be like? Was this an isolated incidence? Will I wake up tomorrow desperate to speak to the man I loved so dearly or will I carry on with my day, enjoying all the things I love about life? Maybe the medication has finally kicked in after five weeks. Maybe I have just accepted what has happened, only time will tell.

I am due to meet with a friend's brother tomorrow at 5pm, once it's dark to take long exposures of the Johnson St. bridge. I haven't bothered with photography in a very long time. Today I walked with him around downtown and longed for my camera. It helped that he is in town to check out our photography school and enroll for the fall. We ate, drank tea, walked and talked photography all afternoon! The mountains, draped with snow were in clear view...every angle, every sharp edge, every detail. Amazing. Downtown was alive with street buskers. Ethnic food aromas filled the air and I breathed in every bit I could. I felt alive today. It's been so long since I felt so calm, so in tune, so real.

To be continued!