Another 2.5 months that I've disappeared. You would think that as much as I love to write and how therapeutic it is for me, I'd be typing up never-ending diatribes daily. Yeah.... no.
So much has happened the past few months. The two littles had surgery, my dad moved in with us, craziness all around is ensuing. But, I think ... more than anything else ... my brain is just overwhelmed. I've been hurting. I've been sad. More than anything, THAT should be the reason to come back and write more. Instead, I've hidden away from one of the things that helps most.
Sometimes I just don't make no sense.