This is an impromptu blog post, written as I sit in our mini van. ππ
We are in the cities for our normal Tuesday appointments. We just finished lunch at Olive Garden and now I will be sitting in this van for approximately 2 1/2 more hours before finally start the 1hour 30 + minute drive home. π
As I sit here, I want to write something massively encouraging, something that says, “This is how to make all of your problems disappear.” You know, an easy 5 Step Guide To A Happy Life. But I can’t write that.
Because all I feel now is numbness. Painfully numb, if that’s even possible.
Why talk about life or anything right now? Why even THINK about anything? Right now I’d just rather get a warm blanket and a cup of coffee and watch a movie until my life magically changes and everything that isn’t comfortable goes away.
But that isn’t real life.
And I don’t really want to accept that.
But what are the answers? I don’t know. I wish I did.
Staring out at the dark clouds that are gathering on the horizon, I wish desperately for words – any words to help anyone.
Yet I can’t think of anything else to say, to write. I can only sigh and push the “publish” button, hoping that something I say will somewhere sometime help someone.
~Hattush π