Getting it together.
It's been almost 2 weeks since my car was stolen. In that time I've felt angry, frustrated, depressed and vengeful. Despite trying very hard to look on the bright side, sometimes I let feeling like a victim get the better of me.
I'm finally starting to look outward, not at what's been taken from us, but what we've been given. Not where we can't go, but where we can.
We start tonight with dinner in a very nice restaurant Downcity. We'll have more adventures, too, as we learn to navigate the public transit system.
And the car is back in the garage, so if we decide to put it back on the road, we still have that option.