...or in a pit of depression. Either one.
I can't believe it's been a month since my last post, but then again, when I think of the sleepless nights, the headaches, the loss of appetite, the daily dread, it's really no surprise that I couldn't find my way out of the darkness to put my thoughts into words.
Actually, these last few weeks haven't exactly flown by. They've been filled with tears, self-doubt, questioning and all those other yucky things that can make a person crazy. They're also the things that are just too dark to make their way to this blog, hence my break from blogging.
(I've joked that I'm going to create an anonymous "dark blog" to post all the nastiness that happens in our daily lives. When others said they wanted to contribute, I thought a wiki might be more appropriate since everybody would have "unbloggable" content to add. A wiki filled with those demon thoughts that sneak into your brain in the middle of the night, the ones that torment you, keep you from sleeping, the evil ideas that you can't possibly cope with at 2 a.m.? Those thoughts. We could call it the Wicked Wiki.)
Anyway, thanks to the love, patience and support of my family and the special efforts of some amazing friends, I'm making my way out of the fog.
When I charged my purse camera the other day, I found this shot from Feb. 11. This was on my way home from school when the trees were heavy-laden with white:After the camera was charged, I walked into our front yard to shoot this, a tree also dressed in white, but this time because of new life:
Thank You, God, for the season of renewal!