I really don’t know what to write about today but I guess the words will come. Here goes…

I made it through another week. That in itself is an accomplishment, at least in my mind. It seems everything is in flux right now, if not complete chaos. I don’t even remember what “normal” is supposed to feel like. Not that such a state exists but I swear I was there once. Some time before I turned 40.

I’m also on pins and needles for reasons I can’t talk about here just yet. I feel like my brain consists of a bunch of cogs all going at different speeds with no real direction. What’s my motivation?

Madeline’s graveside services are tomorrow afternoon. That is going to be tough for everyone. Some passages just don’t make any sense but we just have to believe there is a reason. Madeline was my coworker’s baby. Her heart stopped right after she was delivered by C-section on Wednesday, although everything appeared to be perfectly normal throughout the pregnancy and surgery. Yes, it’s still heavy on my mind and will be for some time.

There’s that word again. Time. It’s both an enemy and a friend. Either way, there’s no stopping it.