Last week, two days after Valentine’s Day, Stella swallowed a coin. It stayed lodged in her esophagus so it had to be removed surgically. Shortly after she was wheeled into the OR and I was left to wait for the outcome in the waiting room, having sent my husband and oldest home to get some food and rest, I started writing – to distract myself, to pass time, to work through the worry and stress. I planned to share that post with you on this blog when I got home.
Later on, when everything was over, Stella was well again and we were back home, I went to type up the post I had written in the hospital and I realized I wasn’t sure I should share it here. All of a sudden I felt like it didn’t belong. Which is weird, because it was my post and this is my blog.
This spurred a few reflections, and the decision to take a couple of weeks to remember, or figure out, why I am doing this. That, and current demands in my life paired with this adventure seem to have drained me. Please bear with me, I’ll do my best to return soon!
Love
{ 21 comments }
