For some reason it's been hard again, these days...to connect to me--to know what I'm really feeling, and why...to process it all.
Little sister had a baby this week--a baby born soon followed by testing, procedure #1, then surgery for an in utero known congenital heart problem. The tension and relief of all that--helped the tears to come, and I was glad.
I wonder what's going on with me. I wonder how to see it all. I understand some of it. Some I don't know. And I'm not quite sure what to do.
And for some reason I'm now less eager to pour it all out...even here...