those would be really awful fates wouldn't they?!
none of those things happened. after dad died i just needed some time to think, to breath, to do a lot of crying. i focused a little more on my family and just generally tried to get through the day. things are getting better. i usually cry just once a day now, which is a big improvement. i feel more like me. different, but closer to the same. does that even make sense? anywho- i decided it might be time to come back to blogging (irregularly of course) because i really have missed it. so you'll be seeing me more often around here. yay!