All's Well That Ends Well...

Last week was hell....I died again, for the millionth time...

Work was a disaster. My relationship was crumbling. My conscience was killing me because I betrayed a friend. So many major decisions were done this week. My body was weak.

Yesterday, I spent my sunday celebrating the birthday of K's mom. Apologies were made, love was in the air...again.

I had a quiet sunday dinner with the family again. We were complete.

It was the season ender of CSI (thank God, the cable was back).

Monday to Saturday was hell....but Sunday was worth the wait. It's true that if you really want to see the rainbow, you have to experience a lot of rain...