If there is one thing I’ve learned about myself in these many years of writing, it’s that the words do not come easily to me in times of crisis. I want to write something. I feel like I should, I MUST, write something and yet the words don’t come. My hands sit on the keyboard, lifeless.
Fellow bloggers are writing such important posts. If you haven’t been reading Mrs. T at A+ for Effort or Elizabeth at A New Version of Me, I highly recommend you head over there. They are both doing an incredible job of articulating all this hard shit eloquently and with empathy. Your time is much better spent on those blogs right now.
As for me, I’m totally tongue tied. I just can’t find the words. Even in text conversations, or face to face with my husband and friends, I’m not relating anything of substance. A part of me is disappointed in myself, but I also know this is my par for the course.
Maybe some day I’ll do this better.