Saturday, October 25, 2008

The eternal question

How are we doing?

I don't know how to answer that. I guess I'd have to say that I mostly feel like I'm living insdie a bubble. The bubble contains me and the munchkin. Mostly, nothing else gets in. Of course, nothing really gets out either. I know that in reality I need to let people in. I keep trying to remind myself of that. But how do you let people in when everything feels so empty?

My chest feels empty, except for the constant ache that now resides there.

My eyes are empty, except for the tears that are always threatening to overflow.

My nights are empty, except for the memories that keep me awake.

My life is empty, except for all that I have left to live for.

And it's that last one that keeps me moving. My family and friends have been there for me in ways I never imagined. Even near strangers have offered to help. Believe in the kindness that's out there. It really does exist.


Carrie said...

That's it...I'm moving in with you. **big hugs**

Jodi said...

Hang in there you are doing great, you will survive all of this...