Don't they say

that time flies when you're having fun? What about when you're not having fun? When you're just living life going through the daily grind?
SO... Merry Christmas, Happy New Year, Happy Valentine's Day, Happy Easter... since I've successfully missed every one of those dates on here with gusto!
Life's been super busy - November 1st I went back to teaching (the process to get back "in" was quite chaotic) but I love my new school and 11th grade English!
Since November, my days have rushed in and out like the waves of the ocean crashing against the beach - sometimes loud and rough, sometimes gentle and calm, but coming and going nonetheless. Then tragedy struck... my ex-husband, my daughter's father, was found dead in his home a little over two weeks ago. Even though I'm remarried, my world came crashing to a halt. I am filled with the normal and acceptable array of emotions - my husband, my church, and my family and friends have all been a blessing during this time. It's odd - we quit our life together when we got divorced, yet we are inextricably bound through the life of our daughter and now that he's gone, even though I have my husband (who quite frankly is one of the biggest blessings God has ever sent my way) I feel like I am on a see-saw solo! I feel that no one else can help the way I need them to, like there's so much on my plate but nothing I can delegate to anyone else --- maybe it's a control thing. I've heard when we lose control that we tighten our reigns in an attempt to prove that we have control. I've prayed, I've cried, I've ranted and screamed, I've laid around like a bum, I've cleaned (okay, I've only done a little of that) and nothing seems to be helping -
they also say that time heals all wounds; I guess we'll see.