last night
I dreamt about
Nathan
so while I sleep
he’s still here
last night
I dreamt about
Nathan
so while I sleep
he’s still here
every day
I break down
at least once
there’s been this sense of
lack
of responsibility
one less mouth to feed
one less child to wake
less clothes to wash
one less attitude to correct
one less
clearly I found
part of my identity
in being a mom
so if you find that part of me
let me know
For the past week or so, I’ve been “mia” because I drove my son back to San Diego to live with his dad. From Harlingen, TX to San Diego, CA was a long drive, but driving back without him was even longer.
Soon, I’ll catch up on my blog, but for now, just know I’m “okay.” Not great. Not fantastical. Just okay.