I almost wasn’t going to make this an actual blog post, because I wasn’t sure where this would go… But, frankly, this isn’t like other blogs & this crap has been hanging out in my chaotic, crazy brain for far too long. Maybe vomiting it out into my corner of the Web will help me make some sense of it or give me an epiphany or confirm my fears or SOMETHING …
I have been going to bed most nights lately with tears in my eyes. It is all I can do to keep the tears streaming down my face from turning into full-on SOBS.
I’ve been tempted to say that I am getting overwhelmed lately. . .
But I am not entirely sure that would be 100% truthful. . .
I think it’s more that I get behind on what I know I should be doing. . .
There really IS enough time to get through everything I want to get through. . . & I can see the path to get there.
Where it is tempting to say that it is overwhelming is only when I allow myself to get distracted. . . Or when I cut things too close to a deadline (whether real or arbitrary) & I didn’t give myself a back-up plan to still get things done the way I wanted to.
In two days, it will have been 14 years since my mother passed away… FOURTEEN YEARS. For quite some time, it only made the pain of this loss seem so much more magnified because, logically (it seemed), it should have gotten EASIER each year, because, afterall, you always hear that “time heals all wounds,” right? WRONG. Whomever said that is FULL OF IT. Lets be real; shall we? Continue reading “Conversations in the Rain”→