It's not uncommon for me to have so many words that I am ready to say that I can't get any out. It's like a bottle neck, they are all fighting to get out at once, so then nothing comes. I am forced to take deep breath and wait for one train of thought to make its way.
Today things are stuck much deeper. In the pit of my stomach. Happiness, sadness, worry, love, anxiety. They are all so big and that lump in my throat won't let them pass. They are all just spinning with no way out.
And then the dam starts to leak and a tear releases one worry and then another fear. One at a time.
Hey Kamille - I'll be praying for you and your girls. They will be home before you know it!
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