What A Year...And It's Only April
It's 12:22am right now as I'm typing this and I just finished a load of laundry only to wash my husband's face mask for work tomorrow. This is the only alone/me time I get when both my husband and 11 month old daughter are asleep. I'm sitting here in our dining room of our 697 sq ft 1 bedroom apartment (that is a huge mess) reiterating to myself that I need to get back to writing. The last time I wrote in my previous blog Life's Journey was in 2018, just one month after we lost our firstborn son Ezra . That was a different me, the me before being able to mother my child. Tomorrow will be Ezra's 2nd birthday in Heaven and although I feel I've been handling the grief well it seems my anxiety is telling me otherwise. The fact that we never got the chance to bring our son home and celebrate his milestones and birthday's still is a hard pill to swallow, yet only 24 days after we celebrate his 2nd Heavenly birthday we will be celebrating our daughter...