We’ve been *here* for a bit more than 2 months. And in some ways we are settling in.
But it will not be home until the attachlings have a yard — however small — to play in.
And I am missing the community I left behind in Indiana.
I’m not sure if there isn’t anything like it here, or if I am just to tired to try to make those connections again. Probably both.
I think I’m dealing with a little situational depression, or just simply grief.
I am tired. I am tired of trying to keep all of it in balance.
But I will rebound and the optimist in me, which is my natural state-of-being, will find the bright side and I will soldier on.
But to those few mama-friends that have meant so very much to me over the past few years, a message: You are missed.