On the up?

Yesterday was a good day!  It's been a while since I could say that.  I've had good moments some days, and occasionally a good couple of hours here and there, but of late there haven't been whole days I could say this about.  So what was so special about yesterday?

I didn't do anything out of the ordinary really.  Took the teen to school, did a few bits around the house then went out to run a couple of errands and meet my mate for a cuppa and a gossip.  I bumped into another friend 'M' on my way to the bank and had a quick chat with her.  She was waiting to pick up her son who was on his way home from Afghanistan for his RnR, it was great to see her excited, its been a long time coming, and his flights were nearly cancelled.  So I continued on with what I had to do and headed to our usual haunt to meet J.

I arrived at a well known coffee shop and low and behold there were M and her husband, the place was full with no spare tables, so G pulled up a couple of seats at their table for me.  J was fashionably late, about 20 minutes this time.  So I sat chatting to M and G while I waited and bizarrely some random stranger that was sat nearby also chipped in to the conversation.  J arrived, joined in, M and G left and the two of us settled down for a good old chat.  Random stranger continued to chip in from time to time, and when J left to get drinks, go to the loo etc (which she did quite a lot, hmmmm) chatted away like we were old friends.

When we were all coffee'd out we went shopping.  I showed J a dress I liked and she made me try it on.  It's a lovely 50's style, which I love, but I didn't think would suit me.  Well it turns out it does, and not only that but I had to get a size smaller than normal too, as it was too big.  That was me convinced, I bought it!!  Of course I'm going to need shoes to go with it now too?

So the point is I smiled for 3 hours solid!!  I didn't once feel like the sobbing me was close by, the smiley me was well and truly in residence.  The effect even carried over for the rest of the day.  The only tears were when I was watching some of Les Mis.  I had a good few hours with my Best Bud the day before, and she made me tell her everything, to try and talk about what was going on in my head.  She gave me a good talking to, tough love was the phrase she used.  Some of what she said made sense, and she certainly gave me a lot to think about.  I cried a lot too, so maybe I've just run out of tears?  Or maybe I took some of what she said on board and have started to process it?

Whatever the reason, its a breakthrough!  I just hope it continues.  The light at the end of the tunnel is definitely looking brighter now.  And that's in no small part thanks to some very good friends!