A bit of a corner has been turned, in me, in my mind (feeble though it may be at my age)!
I hit a new level of “low” in regards to my daughter. I really felt a sort of audible mental click a week or so ago, maybe two. I'm just… I’m not sure how to explain it.
I’m more angry these days. Dad's post really hit home – I so get it!)
But mostly, I’m okay. I’m sad. But I’m okay. What choice to I have anyway!?
I love the daughter I carried inside me, nursed, kissed, and raised. I have loved being her mom. But she’s so seldom “home” inside her body these days. She’s certainly not part of our lives at this time (her choice). She’s all but gone.
And I’m sad. But I’m okay. Everyone must experience some “sad”. Why should I expect to be any different?!
I have a post I want to fine tune a bit, and think on, before I put it up…. More along these lines…. Not sure if I'm restating the obvious or getting hung up on semantics, but a thought or two I will share later.
But for today, just wanted to check in with my dear blogging friends and say…
My head’s up. I’m plugging along. Life is so worthwhile, even though it has changed so dramatically over the past decade.
And I am still so grateful for the good in my life!
P.S. I miss so many of our bloggers. <3
P.P.S. Second quilt top completed for Crisis Center Homes. Starting a third this weekend!