Dear Readers

I was extremely excited to introduce you to the rest of my family, but I can't make those posts right now.

I want my blog to be real.
My real thoughts.
My real experiences.
My real life.

Right now, it feels like the rug has been pulled out from underneath me and I've been punched in the stomach. Im not able to put words to what is happening right now, but it hurts more than I knew possible.

Since I want to be real with you I can't go on as though nothing is wrong, so Im making this post to say... Im struggling right now.

Sarge told me I shouldn't blog while Im upset, so Im going to leave this post as is and tell you that I appreciate your thoughts and prayers.

Thanks for letting me be real.



Words of wisdom from The Velveteen Rabbit:


"Real isn't how you are made," said the Skin Horse. "It's a thing that happens to you. When a child loves you for a long, long time, not just to play with, but REALLY loves you, then you become real."

"Does it hurt?" asked the Rabbit.

"Sometimes," said the Skin
Horse, for he was always truthful. "When you are real you don't mind being hurt."

"Does it happen all at once, like being wound up," he asked, "or bit by bit?"

"It doesn't happen all at once," said the Skin Horse.

"You become. It takes a long time. That's why it doesn't happen often to people who break easily, or have sharp edges, or who have to be carefully kept. Generally, by the time you are real, most of your hair has been loved off, and your eyes drop out and you get loose in your joints and very shabby. But these things don't matter at all, because once you are real you can't be ugly, except to people who don't understand."

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