I feel like I am coming apart at the seams. My edges are frayed. There are holes in my patience, rips in my sense of humor.
I put lots of frosting on the cake. Patching pieces together. Mending my soul.
Friday, January 24, 2014
Patching pieces together
We baked Hollyhock spiced carrot muffins for snack and cocoa banana cake for dessert. I forgot to put the milk in the cake and we didn’t have a bundt pan. When I fliped the cake onto the rack, it broke into pieces. I lost my cool. I needed to feel good about something I could control and I thought that having snack, dinner and dessert ready by 4 pm would make me feel good. Like a small victory.
I feel like I am coming apart at the seams. My edges are frayed. There are holes in my patience, rips in my sense of humor.
I put lots of frosting on the cake. Patching pieces together. Mending my soul.
I feel like I am coming apart at the seams. My edges are frayed. There are holes in my patience, rips in my sense of humor.
I put lots of frosting on the cake. Patching pieces together. Mending my soul.
Your words echo my own thoughts... my own struggles... I hope you discover what you need... I enjoy your blog:)
ReplyDeleteUn seul petit conseil: Prends du temps pour toi - du temps seule. Tu sembles en avoir de besoin.
ReplyDeleteThank you Anonymous.
ReplyDeleteAnonyme, merci de ton conseil. Tu sais, je prends pas mal de temps seule pour moi à l'heure actuelle (j'ai un chum extraordinaire qui part souvent avec les filles)... et bien que j'en ai besoin, j'ai aussi au moins autant besoin de temps de connexion avec les miens, de moments partagés plein de bonheur et de sens. Je suis une vraie extravertie, qui s'anime en présence des autres. C'est pas simple, mon affaire!
ô cathhh. i feal what you are saying... i hope all is going to mend and stick together somehow.
ReplyDeletecourage mon amie, courage!
je pense fort à toi, je te promets!
tt va s'arranger, aie confiance!