So I decided to come back to this . . .

I have been struggling with writing for a variety of reasons . ..  whether it be time . .. content . . . or even just plain ole' "I dont want to write out my feelings 'cause then they are really real" -like -ish.

But oh well . . here we are .. . I have decided to admit that I have a long way to go on this road to recovery . ..  I often find myself locked in my head . . . roving through the day . . moving things from place to place but not resolving them.  I am not sad, by any means, but there is a strong sense of melancholy that permeates my space time to time.  But I am a mom . . and there is no room for that  . . . so under the rug it goes . . hence the long road.

Prayer saves . .  but even with it . . the mind wanders .. .

Oh well . . this is my 1st step in getting it out .

Breathing now . . . love my baby . . that's it and that's all.