I know it has been quite a while. The urge to write has completely subsided lately. I no longer have that compelling urge, that need, that hunger to write. I have been doing lots of reading lately, catching up on several novels I hadn't had the opportunity to finish. I am also in the middle of a huge upheaval in my life. We are moving 4 hours across state - away from the place I was born and raised, away from everything I know. For a good while, I was thrilled and excited. Now? I'm nervous. I'm scared. I want to cry. This week has been spent hanging out with my girl friends and enjoying each other's company before I'm a distance we can't easily traverse in a matter of thirty mintues or less. I thought I would be okay with it all, but now I'm not so sure. I am going to miss my friends. They have been my family through the good and the bad. They have always been there for me, and even though we have had our rough times, I love them so dearly. I am moving nearly an hour north of the only friend I will have out there ( Mandy! ), and I'm worried I will feel isolated and alone. I have suffered from post partum depression quietly for nearly two years now. My mother has given me her prescription for an antidepressant to try to wake me up out of my funk. I feel better, but with this new swing of emotions, I'm wondering if everything will come tumbling down again. It's a horrible feeling to feel as if you're losing your mind. I don't want to be there again.
B said your hubby stopped by the restaurant today. It made me realize I don't think I've ever seen a photo of YOU, although I have seen photos of your munchkins.
Hope you've found time to relax- I know its been hectic for you! When you're ready, you can come hang out with me and another couple... so you can at least have a few friends in the area!