Also, I realize the thing that really helped me this weekend was just forcing myself out of bed and into the world. As pathetic as it sounds, it took all my will power to get myself into the shower and ready to face the day. But I did it. And a few times, all I wanted to do was break down and start crying, but I didn''t. I focused on other things, my niece, my nephew, my two adorable dogs, helping my friend pick out a dress for a rehearsal dinner, ANYTHING but my own misery. And it just got easier as the weekend went on.