Inflatable Sheep

I am in the process of separating from my husband. We've been together for 29 years. What's separation? My body is here, his body is there. We're too intertwined at the moment with shared background, shared memories, shared love of my daughter, Sherah. How do I separate from someone who comes as natural to me as breathing?

[John and I help celebrate Sherah's 32nd birthday at LaPaloma's.]

I was looking for a duplex here in Santa Clara or in West San Jose. What a grueling ordeal. Finally found one close to Cosentino's in San Jose. Yea! I'm quite relieved as living with him right now is a strain to remain amicable. I put up my deposit for the duplex last night, so the strain has lessened and I think I'm gonna make it.

The bright spot I look forward to is Yosemite. That was the visualization I did to help me overcome the surgeries: I will walk in Yosemite. I've promised that to myself a hundred times at least. And so I've made my reservations for a cabin on my birthday. This year it's 09-09-09. Bound to be fabulous. Although I'm not a gambler (I want to keep my money), I will have to buy nine lottery tickets.