Something inside of me broke again tonight. Something that has been trying to heal for the last five years.

There are some things that will never change, and some wounds that will never completely heal.

My son is still awake, so I am pulling myself together, because this is the life I live now; this is the life I couldn't live without.



I'm glad there are books though, that remind me of my past, and bring me back to it- if only for short amounts of time.