I was just fossicking about in my wordpress account and came across a private blog I kept for a few months a few years ago. It has, quite literally, taken my breath away to remember how it was to feel that sad and tired and overwhelmed.
Fark.
So, here’s to time and it’s healing powers.
And to friends who help time do its work.
And so say all of us. Looking back at those times they seem interminable, and as if they would not/could not end. And somehow they do.
So glad you are able to look back and be thankful how much better things are now.
Time. XO
Yep. I have a few of those, too.
I sometimes think the best part of journal-keeping is being able to look back and see how far we’ve come… Plus I love that you use the word “fark.” I thought I was the only person who did that. Of course, there’s “frack,” too, courtesy of Battlestar Galactica….