When the rain trickles down slowly, the clickedy clack drums a soft relaxing rhythm. You feel the urge to curl up in a comfy chair and read a book. When the rain comes down heavy for hours, the pouring water starts to make you feel physically drained. You body feels heavy, and you might even feel a headache from all the mugginess. That has been these last months and I wasn't sure if I could put that into words so I stopped writing. I am physically drained and emotionally down. I am optimistic that the spring is indeed coming for real around that next bend. I had fun yesterday and a year ago around this same time I was actually worse, but a month earlier. This year was better just seemed to last longer. I am waiting for the sunshine. In the meantime, I am feelng a little better. I am surrounding myself with supportive people. God is good.
I am starting my own blog to reduce my boredom and give me a place to put my thoughts. Recently some people I know put some very difficult words out for all the world to see. I have been chicken to do the same and now I want to set the record straight. I didn't talk to people from high school for over ten years. It seems so silly now. I found out recently that I'm not the only one who grew up in college and beyond. We aren't kids anymore so the past is just that the past. I'll admit some of it I don't want to remember, but we did have some fun times in high school. The truth is something happened to me that I was not at all ready to talk about so I just avoided people. I got married in 1998 to a really great guy I met in college. We were giddy and in love. We decided after nine months of bliss to have a baby. Why not? I was bored and we wanted one. That sounds terrible to say that, but it is true. Boom one month later I was expecting. Three months later Jo
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