Tuesday, December 01, 2009

The Walking Wounded

That would be me.

I am taking care of daily life. Caring for my daughters. Making dinner. Volunteering. Taking part in small talk with neighbors. Updating my Face*book status. Going to sleep. Waking up. Shopping at Wal-*Mart.

But I am wounded. To the core.

Irreparably, beyond the shadow of a doubt wounded beyond measure.

And the kitchen needs tidying, shower needs to be taken, book needs to be read, children need to be put to bed.

Like I said, wounded.



PS
Thinking of our little Blast-On-Ice makes me want to cry. He has such pressure on his undifferentiated shoulder cells.

5 comments:

Circus Princess said...

It's ok to feel wounded, take your time.

And when the time comes your little Blast-on-ice will have no problem shouldering all of your expectations, hopes and dreams.

Heather said...

I'm sorry.
Thinking of you.

IVF 40+ said...

I remember being there just a few weeks ago. Hang in, it will get better.
I am so sorry.
EB

nicolemarie said...

Healing isn't supposed to be a quick and easy process - it means that you felt something truly special. Take your time recovering and don't push yourself to be something you're not right now. It's okay to take a little "me" time once in a while.

(HUGS)

Sara said...

I'm so sorry.