You’re writing the story of your life one moment at a time.
~Doc Childre and Howard Martin
I was chatting with a friend tonight about all the different opportunities there are to get involved in the DOC. There are like 1 million Facebook groups(literally), twitter(which I suck at), chats, conferences, DSMA, JDRF etc...
Then I made a comment... "I NEED to get back into blogging; I can feel myself sinking".
For some time I have been saying "I need to start blogging again, but I just don't have time". Life as a working mom doesn't leave a whole lot of time for blogging. But ya know, this was my diary. Granted, there's no key to lock it up before I hide it under my bed; anyone can read it, but it is where I wrote about my fears and my victories. It's where I found help and friendship through a dark time. It's where I could be silly and be me.
I miss having that outlet and I can feel the weight pushing down on me with out it. That kind of scares the crap out of me - I never liked that dark place.
