Annetta | (This post was written before I went to Europe) Next month I will be in Europe with my family to visit my husband side of the family. We are all pretty excited about it. They've already started to prep work for the trip my list making, finishing up work so that for three weeks I can actually rest. I do plan on taking cross stitching with me and just doing that for the trip, along with many books, magazines and my watercolors.
Stephanie | In my darkest days, I am alone. Not a positive thought passes through me. The world is bleak and bland. No color, no joy. Consumed by the endless responsibilities and repetitive tasks. Eternally on pause, life spins around; constant motion. Waves of guilt and fear come crashing down on me.Insecurities mounting and pressure building, waiting to burst through me. Finding any crack to leak out and destroy anything in its path. The more I try to pull away from my thoughts; they find a way to pull me under again. A game of tug-of-war with the deepest darkest pit within myself. Every bad thought or action or feeling ever had lies in the pit; growing larger by the minuet. Swallowing you whole crushing down and squeezing everything from you. Just as you take your last breath, The pit spits you out letting you live another pathetic day. Alone, and afraid. As the pressure builds again; the insecurities mounting. The pit is lurking. It will find you. It will feast again. Until then I sit and wait. In the dark. All alone.