I typically write the blogs when I am doing well – I don’t write on bad days.
But I want to let you know – there are bad days.
There have been quite a few of them lately – days when I am just waiting to go to bed.
There have been days recently where it has been a colossal effort just to feed myself – and when I manage to get off the couch, and eat something or do some dishes or ANYTHING that gets me started – I can manage to be productive the rest of the day despite occasional bouts of crying or whining. (Mike has been amazingly supportive and patient the last few weeks.)
There have been a couple days when I haven’t managed to start.
But tomorrow, its a whole new day.
We have great and incredibly supportive people even here, friends who walk with us daily and help make sure we don’t sink too far. Mike & I do our best to keep a sense of humour, even if it does tend to be a little dark these days. (For example, last week we shared a good laugh about the feeling that we were drowning. I guess you had to be there.)
I mostly want to share the parts that are inspiring or encouraging – but its not an honest picture.
Some days, I just sink.