I’ve been feeling so blah lately. My thoughts are blue and dark.
I have two blogs. This one and another one where I do most of my writing and updating about our family. I’ve decided I’m not going to write about my mom on my other blog anymore. I’ve tried to not let it get to me, but it really hurts when I pour my heart out about missing my mom or talk about the anniversary of her death and not a single person says anything. I even said specifically how it made me feel bad that so few people say anything to me about her. So, I’m not going to open myself up to that anymore. This blog was started specifically to write about and process the loss of my mom. If people come to this blog, they know what they are in for.
This is a blog about life after death. My thoughts are messy and complicated. Not everything is sunshine and puppy dogs. I have serious questions about how God does things, I feel alone a lot and wonder if people think I should just “get over it” and “move on”. I wonder why churches are set up for healthy people who have the time and energy to do the work themselves to get connected, but don’t know what to do with people like me who need a place to go to just “be” and need desperately to know that we matter even if we have nothing that we can offer. Those are things that I’ve been thinking about.
I’ve disabled comments on this post because I don’t want want pity comments explaining why people don’t ask or say anything.
