… my mind feels distracted.
My days are filled with party planning.
An urge to do absolutely nothing but veg out on the couch, watch a chic flick and eat chocolate.
Baking cupcakes ~ or okay, thinking about it.
Lots and lots of blog and web designing.
Journals. Lots and lots of journals.
An ache to hold my baby girl again.
Anxious to celebrate Bubby’s first birthday week.
Scented candles burning almost every evening.
A messy, neglected house due to the abundance of party-planning-errands lately.
A deep, haunting understanding that my grief is a taboo subject IRL. After all it’s been two years, right?
Shameless disregard for the Royal Wedding. Maybe another week it would have been fantastic to watch/ be interested in.
Blowing bubbles in Jenna’s garden.
Watching Bubby pull up by himself.
Thoughts about cloth diapering- I think I may be crazy… ;)
Cherrios and goldfish crackers.
Thoughts about a new grief therapy~inspired project on the horizon in Jenna’s memory. I hope you like it :)
I used to have a lot of questions.
Lately I am mostly filled with wonder…