Lately I haven’t been much up for blogging. Or for posting on facebook.
I want to write about some stuff that’s going on, but this is neither the time, nor the place (nor am I the person) for it. And I want to share the good… But that feels dishonest because it’s not acknowledging the crap this life sometimes throws our way. The hurt, and pain, the grief.
It’s not just old grief. It’s new grief. A pain I’ve not yet known. And it’s adding to all my experience. I’m tired of hurting. Hurting for me. Hurting for those I love.
And yet, I know this is not about me in the slightest way.
Sorry, I know this post doesn’t make much sense. But neither does life.
Sometimes the curve ball really sucks.