Blowing snow, limited visibility and no unnecessary travel restrictions kept me from my Colorado destination today.
Knowing I had to stay here another day darn near ripped my heart out.
Having to move out of my own home for surgery has meant a definite beginning and end to the first stages of the PAO process. It doesn't matter how little pain I have or how much motion I've gained; I can't move on until I physically move on. Only when I set my bags down in my apartment, when I get my own mail and fix my own meals will I truly feel I'm healed.
With a little luck and some snowy miles under my belt, tomorrow will be that day!