I think this confirms that the life choices I've been making have been good ones. Even if my life isn't perfect, I am, at least, on a path that is working much better than the one I was on. I may miss many people but I do at least feel fairly stable. And it's good for me to get some confirmation from Amy, because she's known me since I was back in Seattle, so she's got some serious perspective.
But I look in the mirror and I really look old these days. Ah well. It's been a rough time. The photos of me five years ago look so, so much prettier and happier, almost beautiful. I never thought I'd gotten that pretty. It was surprising.
Reading some non-fiction books right now to balance out the trashy mysteries and urban fiction I've been blazing through - I'm going between A. N. Wilson's "The Victorians" and Desmond Seward's The Wars of the Roses. All good background information for the culture I'm now living in.