I feel let down and overwhelmed by…nothing. Nothing I can put my finger on…depression maybe? Considering my life at times I’m not surprised, but it makes me feel weak and I really dislike that feeling.
Do you ever have a day where you just want to pick up the phone and call someone that you know you shouldn’t call…swore you wouldn’t call but are compelled to talk to anyway. I’m having that day. I just want to hear their voice, what’s going on in their life and selfishly talk about what’s going on in mine. It would be a very bad idea. I know they don’t want to talk and all I would end up doing is making an ass out of myself and hugely regretting making the damn call. So I won’t…but dammit I want to.
I feel better now that I wrote that all down. Funny that.
On a more uplifting note, Mother’s Day was very nice. I’m looking at a hand painted jewelry box with glued on jewels and ‘Mom’ written across the top in puffy paint and the best part is when I open it has what my son calls a “love note” a cut out heart with “I Love You, Mom” written on it.
The sweet balance of life…it’s what keeps me going.
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It is the sweet stuff with my kids that keeps me upright some days, I so agree.
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