Husband's fam not coming. False alarm, I think.
Mars in Cancer.
The people I am closest to are Cancers. I love and adore them. I am Cancer rising. Packed 4th.
They are all crying buckets over everything you can imagine. All the feels.
If I have played therapist to one, I have played therapist to every one of them and I am glad to do it. I love them. I have spent the better part of several days talking to my Cancer gang. My best friend being one of them. She is not going through this very well.
I on the other hand I have never felt more capable or stronger.
This means something.
My husband is now doing PT for his back. They were asking him questions... insurance questions, I guess. Pain level. "Does the pain interfere with your social life?"
"I don't have a social life," he responds. He said the whole place turned to stare at him, like he farted or something. "I've never had a social life in my life," he explained.
I guess they just couldn't believe it.
We have "invasion of the bots" right now. Ugh!
Click, click, click. It's like climbing the track on a roller coaster, wondering if the ride down will be something other than you hope. Courageous people have an advantage, it seems, along with anyone who has strong faith.