April 4th

I had such a vivid dream. My soul had to be mended with golden thread. It was falling apart dismantling. It's core was a golden bird hiding from the sky choosing to sit and wait until everything was whole again and secure. It would take some time. Charlie is saying that it is all normal after what I have gone through. I suppose so. Grieving is the worse. 
Charlie's Iguana is named Angel. Charlie's Angel... so cute. 
Today lots of preparation to do for the events. Sewing mainly. Baby steps toward progress. Still have time before deadline. Encouraging. Temperature today 41 degrees. Brrrrr. Good to be inside by the fireplace.