I’ve been in a “place” lately. I’m not sure what I mean when I say that but I can’t seem to get out of it and stay. I’m certainly not unhappy. I have so much to be happy about – 3 healthy children, a husband that provides far more than we need, and I’m fully recovered from my own ordeal.
Yes, I am frequently sad when I think my of my nephew but he doesn’t overtake my thoughts that often, I’m far too busy, but he’s always there, lingering.
I feel guilty for whatever this “place” is. It’s showing up in my every day.
It’s really awful when you don’t know HOW you are feeling or how to explain it.
I’m trying to work through it and figure it out. We have big changes happening, homeschool and preschool, and I need to refocus to make sure they succeed.