Reading had always been my safe place to land...my great escape...my best friend. It seemed like when I needed that great escape the most it abandoned me.
For the first time in my life I literally didn't read for months and months...and months. Oh, I picked up books and turned the pages...but I most definitely did not read.
Back then I didn't have a blog. If I did, I would've learned that not only could I not read...I also couldn't write.
I have come to this blog countless times in the last few weeks and stared at this expanse of white and realized I've got nothing. Nothing. I'm utterly, heartbreakingly blank.
But, then I realize that even in the midst of all this incredible, overwhelming sadness there is still great joy. When I look in the face of my beautiful little girl I remember how good life really is. Then, when I see my baby and my Dad together I remember just how blessed I am.
Please bear with me as I adjust to our new "normal."
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