Today is my grand son's 8th birthday. Yesterday was my oldest daughter's 33rd birthday. They are on vacation this past week, so when I went to California, I was unable to see them and hug them. We have been talking over the phone...as I must do the majority of the time.
Some days, especially after I return from California, I sink into the pits of depression and feel so very isolated and lonely. My husband works like a dog, way too many hours, often leaving him only to want, to become one with our couch.
These past four, almost five years of living here, have forced me to explore my creativity, in search for something to fill the void in missing my loved ones...I ache for one on one human contact.
These past week has been such a time... I feel like I am wading through thick, heavy mud. It is exhausting. Tasks I need to get done keep piling up, and I don't care.
I wrote about how I felt on my other blog last night. One of my blogging friends, commented and could relate to my feelings. Reading her blog, made me recognize the shadow in my darkness. My lonliness and isolation. Learning she has physical challenges now and still ahead made me feel guilty for complaining. Thank you dear friend for pin-pointing the obvious to me.