And then tomorrow came.
This is not an apology, but more of an acknowledgement that I know I did not shine the brightest light yesterday.
I talked to my husband this morning about the feelings I was going through. I laid in bed and cried a bit and then picked myself up and made some coffee to bring my senses to some happy place. I feel like I have been attacked this week. BIG TIME. I have been attacked spiritually, attacked passively, and attacked verbally. It has come from strangers, friends, and from every angle you could imagine.
Have you been there?
Do you know what I am talking about?
Where you think you have it all together and then BOOOOOOM. Hits you like a ton of bricks and you do not know how to handle it all. I kept things bottled and then you all got to see that bottle bubble over a bit yesterday.
I am not apologizing because those are really my true feelings, but I do want all of you to know that it was not handled with as much grace or poise as it could have been, so for that I am greatly sorry.
Today is a new day and for that, I am thankful.
the brighter light from yesterday