...on the edge of well, I can't think of a really good way to say it, on the edge of a thin blade maybe?
I must be in a nightmare this week I think. It started out wrong to begin with on Sunday, and last night... well lets just say I was informed that while I was loved- I didn't seem to fit into the picture anymore. I don't fit??? But what do you call the last nine years??? I admit, it was not easy to hear this. Although, I needed to hear it- to know where to go from here and I realize now how much more work I need to do to help keep this thing together. This is the kind of moment that makes you feel really small and everything else I have going on seems so doable compared to this.
Let's see what tomorrow brings, I'm bracing, because in my family the saying always goes, "When it rains, it pours".