Today has started off good. He comes home, and wants naked cuddles, and something as simple as that gives me faith that things are returning to normal, and in all honesty has made me feel a world better and made me start the day with a positive frame of mind. It's the comfort of a cuddle, it may not be intense, or purposeful, or even particularly loving... but it's that comfort, and the strength it can give you, you feel in that moment like nothing else matters because you're being held, and you're safe. Call me a soppy romantic female, but at times, there's nothing better than a good cuddle.
I feel good about today.
