I woke up sad again today. At first, I was pretty dismayed but I think I figured out part of what is going on while I was folding/sorting Sissy’s clothes. (Sidenote…as much as I hate chores, they are great as mindless activities while I can think.)
So, while yesterday was a great day – I still came away sad. And, that was pretty confusing to me.
But then I realized that every time I was asked how many children I had or their ages, I was struggling. I was struggling whether or not to include Joshua. When will this get easier??
