Yep, it shore is quiet ’round here.
At least the sound of crickets is relaxing, right?
I’ve really been struggling lately with balance and energy and feeling like I suck at everything right now. I feel like I’m not doing a good job of anything these days, not as an employee, a wife, a mother, a performer, a pet owner, a friend . . . or as a blogger, for that matter. I’m doing an adequate job of most things, most days, a terrible job of some things, some days. And until I figure out what I’m going to change to make my life work better, there is no extra for anything right now. Hence the quiet.
There are only 15 minutes left in the month of February, and then it will be March. You know what March is, right? In Canada, it’s Epilepsy Awareness Month. So tomorrow, I shall don purple (the colour for epilepsy awareneness). And I shall finally share with you a little bit of the story of the beautiful soul I knew as Jesse.
I know I will find a way to fight my way back to the light of day. I sure do appreciate you sticking around. The only thing that improves the sound of crickets is good company to share it with.