Thursday, September 8, 2011
This past week has been tough.
I was doing OK for a long while, surviving birthdays, parties and mother's day ... but this past week has brought me crashing down with a thud.
There are many reasons for this – my son’s upcoming “procedure” and the worry over his ongoing health, my sister-in-law having some very scary health issues, my job being so uncertain...
....and Father's Day being last Sunday just days after the 1.5 year mark.
That was tough.
But despite picking myself up after each blow, I am starting to wonder if there will come a time when I can't pick myself up again.
I find myself waiting for that next blow. The one that knocks me down so far I can't get back up.
And I feel scared.