Life Goes On

Spring has finally sprung here in MO. The dogwood and redbud trees are putting on such a show. It's almost too distracting if you're driving. Seeing all the bare, brown, dormant stuff come to life again has made me think of how I've been feeling for the past year. Kind of dormant or lifeless inside. I don't know if it's the passing of time or the weather, but I almost feel like the nature I'm seeing around me--I'm coming out of it. I'm starting to feel like I can "bloom" again. I didn't even cry yesterday. The weird thing is, I feel kind of guilty about that.



I'm going to let myself feel sad and cry occasionally about missing my best friend/husband but I know that even though it is "just me" now, I am somebody and I have a life to live.