I almost forgot to tell you...in the midst of everything that we've been going through the past week, Lambeau decided to break his leg. Seriously. He's been in a cast since Friday and I just had to take him back in today so he can get screws put in his leg/joint. So, between taking care of Taylor, taking care of Lambeau, and trying not to forget about taking care of myself, here's what I've been doing to pass the time...
Vacuuming, dusting, scrubbing, sweeping, rearranging, organizing, disinfecting, feeding, changing, playing, paying, cooking, baking, medicating, list-making, grocery shopping, downloading...and now blogging. Oh yah, and eating and sleeping. (Isn't it amazing how therapeutic cleaning can be?)
But at the end of the day, in the quiet, darkness of night, I lay in bed and all of the emotions that have been pushed aside all day come rushing back. This is when it hurts the most...when I'm alone with my thoughts. This is when I pray for strength.
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I will also pray for your strength. Even though it sounds as if you are coping well and you are surrounded with family and tons of support. Don't forget to take care of yourself too :)
You don't know me, I found your blog a few months ago while 'blog hopping' off of friends' pages. I stumbled across it agian late last night and saw your last post. My heart just aches for you and your husband. I didn't want to seem crazy posting when we've never met, especially on such a personal subject, but you were on my heart all night... I just thought you should know that you are in the prayers and on the hearts of strangers.
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