Today is Better

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Difficult, but better.

Night time is the hardest, because I've gone all day trying to hold it together and by the end of the day, I'm just spent. 

But today is better.

Its how it always goes. Things seem to be going ok enough, and then depression and confusion and desperation and anger all rear their ugly heads, and I break. After a couple days the crying lessens, and I pick up and try to keep going again--at least for as long as I can.

But today is better.

I opened our bedroom window this morning and let the fresh spring breeze flood our room. 

Fresh air is one of my favorite smells in the world. 

It makes me hopeful.