Everyone has that moment where it all just comes crashing down.
That was me this week.
Everything I loved about my life (except parenting) suddenly fell apart & I’m left trying to understand.
I’m hurting, I’m wounded & I’m lost. I hate that I’m supposed to be the person that nothing affects but this week has really walloped me.
So, I try to remember all the lessons that I taught myself all of these months; that there’s always a shred of hope in the darkness & sometimes that shred of hope is enough to help you endure. When things look bleakest, you may be closest to your victory. That broken hearts mend & eventually things will be okay.
I know these things, but right now, I just want to feel okay.
The Misadventures of MHC 