Time....

It's been forever since I've been here. Work has been beyond stressful.... and by the time I get home - I just want to cuddle with Blue Bird and forget the day. But today is the first day of vacation - much, much needed vacation. Hoping to have some time to heal my heart and mind.

After Bumble Bee went away - I found a lot of peace and friendship at a pregnancy/parenting website with other moms to angels. My day revolved around touching base with everyone and helping new moms and just not being "abnormal".... But lately I find myself typing a response to a new mom's broken heart..... and then instantly erasing it..... I feel like a broken record and that my words can't make a difference.

What can I say? Words can't fix what's wrong. God - if they could - I wouldn't be the mess I am. I have two little boys in this house - one asleep in a crib - and one in an urn on a shelf. How does that make any sense? How is that right?

Sorry..... feels like tornado weather here.....