Today was one of those days where it felt like it wasn’t going to be a good day from the second I tried to move to get out of bed. I hurt today and the hot shower did nothing to make it feel better. It’s just one of those days where I do every thing different.
I’m looking for this word to put in something I am making and I stumbled on this blog and this (with a million other) image.  I went through the whole thing and you could feel the changing tone of her life through her drawings.
To be able to create something and relate to someone else is so powerful.  This of all the things that were there was the one thing that got me. I do this. Well, I use to do this. No, I still do this, but only with my three girls. I use to sing all the time, not well at all…but more sing-songy and joyful singing about whatever I was doing.  I could make up a song while doing laundry and the kids would stop in the middle of the hallway, laugh and continue on because it was something I always did. That was normal.
I didn’t realize I don’t do that anymore.