Toowoomba has been a soothing experience. I feel like the disciples on the mount of transfiguration... I want to pitch my tent on this mountain and stay in this experience forever!
Over the past few days I have felt very cocooned! I have been able to laugh, cry and try and forget that life down the bottom of the mountain is still waiting!! None of us are ready to go home yet, but Martin has to work tomorrow. So we re-pack our sleigh and head back down. I always feel a sense of foreboding as I head to Brisbane after some mountain air. There is something about life here that is stressful and uninviting. Today the foreboding is stronger. I know that for now we are in a cocoon, but I know that eventually it is going to be ripped off!
I am glad that Martin has the week off, except for tomorrow, and I will continue to have company for a few more days. I am nervous about him working tomorrow, he is still healing after his operation and is still in obvious amounts of discomfort. He tries to be brave during the day, but at night, as he sleeps he makes the most dreadful moans and I know his body is complaining!
Tonight I lay in bed for the first time without a light streaming softly in from somewhere. It is the first time in 4 weeks and I smile to myself as I realise I am becoming stronger!
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