better

I feel a little better today. I went to Aunt Betty's house, and met with her and my cousins Rhona and Andrea. We ate pizza, and looked at old photos, and reminisced. After the cousins left, I talked with Betty and Dave for quite awhile, and I felt better. On the way home, I went to Tommy's for dinner. I never went to this location with Chris, but just being at Tommy's made me think of him. I didn't feel like crying, though. I read in "How To Survive the Loss of a Love" that the healing process is not a straight, smooth progression; it's more like a lightning bolt, with ups and downs, progressions and regressions, dramatic leaps and depressing backslides. This will help me when I feel like I'm not progressing as quickly as I hope.