As I chatted with a friend the other day, I realised – again – how much life has changed over the last twelve months.
October 2011 was a truly bleak month, followed by several more. No work. No money. Life felt like a weight, a burden, rather than a joy. And my coping methods didn’t seem to help.
October 2012 is here and I feel so different. Work is abundant, we are financially more secure, we have a new home and are starting on a new adventure.
I am so grateful that the darkness – the days of depression and despair – are no longer my ever-present companion.
Grateful for life itself.
Have all the “problems” disappeared? No.
Of course not.
They just feel less overwhelming at the moment.
And I want to celebrate this – the fun times, the joys and gift of life itself.
And yet, these times seem harder to write about.
I am struggling to know what to write here on the blog.
I struggle to find words, they elude.
I don’t want to stop writing. I don’t want to write only occasionally. I don’t want to write only when life is painful.
It feels as though my blog about failure is failing.
What can I do?