Monday morning when I came to work there were chalk drawings and sayings all around campus. I don't know what they did over the weekend but it was nice to see this one and to be reminded that I am loved (though I've never much doubted that). Somehow this simple chalk message touched me.
I've been trying to deal with some personal things. Things I am not ready to talk about on my blog. My kids are all okay. I still like my job. It's just me. There is something that is exposing some pretty major dysfunctional cracks in my facade. I know I need to deal with the situation but I can't seem to make myself do it. It's kind of like needing to throw up and fighting the need. You know you'll feel better if you just get it out there but you hate throwing up. I need to puke and I am fighting it.
I'm sorry I did not post any sooner and appreciate the concern of those who have wondered where I am and what has been going on. I'll slowly be coming back around and I will be trying to catch up on my blog reading and commenting. I've saved blog posts in my Bloglines reader and I know some of you have been quite active lately.
