I cried a lot of tears on Saturday. I mean technically it started before I even went to bed on Friday night. It was after midnight though, so I am saying Saturday was the rough day.
I needed to yell and to scream. Permission to be crazy, act vulnerable and admit that this is all too much. There were a lot of tears shed and not much sleep, so you can imagine what I looked like during the day Saturday.
I am a people person. I need to be around people. More people than just my own children. I like hugging people and running into people, giving strangers compliments and exchanging smiles as we go about the normalcies of life.
Needless to say I did some retail therapy, ate a lot of carbs and took in many cuddles from my kids and Paul. It made me feel better. Thank goodness.
This week is our spring break. It won’t look like it normally would. We do have some fun things planned. Long walks in the fresh air, many books on my “want to read list” and some bakinh to be done!
I don’t know if there was something to it. If the 3 week mark was significant. Apparently, I wasn’t the only one of my friends who felt like they were hit by a ton of bricks Friday/Saturday. We will get through this.