Holy Shit, LJ!!
Remember high school when we used to sink into the depths of our minds and souls to proclaim to the world the importance of what we're all doing in our everyday lives? Sometimes I think that life just used to seem so much more exciting. Back as high school Zoey I would be talking about how I did some yoga, painted a picture and spontaneously went for a run in the middle of the night, in the rain, then came inside to find porn on my tv somehow (cable).
But I'm more inclined to talk about how I am pulling myself out of the cave that one falls into when their life falls apart slowly like petals from a rose. Having a loved one pass on is heart-breaking.
I'm taking a vacation from work. Trying to help rebuild our family with a hole in it.
There have been a few nights where I distinctly feel my mother wrapping me in her presence. I appreciate it. Before she died I made her promise to visit, so I'm glad she remembered.
But I'm more inclined to talk about how I am pulling myself out of the cave that one falls into when their life falls apart slowly like petals from a rose. Having a loved one pass on is heart-breaking.
I'm taking a vacation from work. Trying to help rebuild our family with a hole in it.
There have been a few nights where I distinctly feel my mother wrapping me in her presence. I appreciate it. Before she died I made her promise to visit, so I'm glad she remembered.