I don't know where this will lead, but I hope that writing will provide an outlet.
It's been about a year since my world was turned upside down. When my precious little boy officially received his diagnosis, and unfortunately, a death sentence.
Where have I gone from then? What have I done?
I'm not totally sure. But I know that I will never be the same. Life has resumed it's normal course, but it feels wrong somehow. I feel like I need to do something, but I have no idea what, where, when or how. I have no desire to continuing living my life the way it is now - get up, go to work, come home, do nothing - repeat. The work piece is the one that needs to go, well that and the do nothing piece too.
I have almost no creative skills - so sewing, scrapbooking and the like are out.
Advocacy work is great, and I enjoy it, but getting paid is the issue there.
But I need to do something, so for now this is it.....