Well, today we're down at the church helping prepare for the memorial service of a man who threw himself in front of a train. It is such a sad situation, and yet, I can't help but feel that I did the same thing. A little piece of me has died. I wonder if it will ever awaken.
I'm not so good at compartmentalizing or wearing several masks to save face. I tend to wear my feelings on my sleeve or at the very least all over my face and especially in my heart. I don't know if this is a good thing or not. All I know is how I feel right now. Feelings are scary unchecked so I must stop writing now.
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Deana, I've been reading your blog for over a year now (before kids) but I've only posted a few times.
I can tell that there have been some changes in your life over the last few weeks. There are faces and names that I haven't seen lately. (although, I had NO idea that you moved back to CA. I missed that!)
You've been in my thoughts and prayers and I'm hoping that soon you will feel love and happiness in your heart again.
(((Hugs))) to you.
Debbie
I'm with Debbie - I missed the move back to California, too. I've been in the process of adopting two youngsters from Russia. I read your whole blog in one weekend, and have been keeping up ever since. Hate to see you go through a season of struggling, but want you to know that I'm praying for y'all - and wishing you well.
I'm with Debbie - I missed the move back to California, too. I've been in the process of adopting two youngsters from Russia. I read your whole blog in one weekend, and have been keeping up ever since. Hate to see you go through a season of struggling, but want you to know that I'm praying for y'all - and wishing you well.
Sorry to hear you are having such a tough time. I think I am going to try some of your recommended reading... I could really use it right now too. Take care and Hang in there.
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