Tuesday, August 19, 2008

I haven't even fully unpacked yet because that would finalize my vacation. I know that's weird. I don't want to fall back into the depression pit - I'm fighting it. Sometimes I wish one of my grandmas were alive, or that I had an old wise mentor to go have coffee with who could help me figure things out. My therapist is great, but you know what I mean - someone who has all that life experience who could point me in the right direction and tell me everything will be ok.

1 comment:

Ann(ie) said...

um, hole and I are those peeps. We have mehmet wisdom. And we will share it over enchilada's!!!! xo.