I think I’m going to a movie tomorrow. It seems weird to even say that. My daughter invited us to go with her because her husband is working late. We talked about it and then decided, why not? After the movies we’ll get dinner. We will probably bring it back to the house (let’s not get carried away) but it sounds like the most normal, outgoing evening I have had in a year. I also got a text today from my friend who loves concerts of all kinds. She asked me if I would go to see Lady Gaga with her at Wrigley Field this summer. Um, yeah. If, by August we are at a place where Lady Gaga can perform at a venue of 30,000 people, I am there.
That light at the end of the tunnel may be getting a little brighter.