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In general I am a cheery and energetic person. But I am enshrouded in a cloak of iron. That cloak is the weight of greiving my son, whom I've lost to adoption.

Wednesday, September 18, 2013

five years ago

Not really expecting any replies ...

I have been struggling a lot with depression lately.
Last Friday I was just so glum, even the forced smile was obviously fake.

I can't write about it now, but I lost my "little princess" my sweet little Pussy Willow early August.

Pussy Willow kitten n Cheerio

Not able to fall asleep or sleeping well.
I haven't even been sleeping in my own bedroom -- which has been "Willow World" for the past several years.  That was her room, her territory, her domain.  So going in there to sleep just isn't possible.

I think the sadness is combined with that event 5 years ago.  I didn't even tell my hubby when it was the anniversary - I just cried myself to sleep. 

Monday I called a friend and she let me talk about it.  Tuesday I was in a much much better place.

anyway, not an exciting post ... just reflecting, I guess


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