There are so many things I want to say...

I have written so many posts in my head the past few days. A lot of them filled with the words I desperately want to say.

And it's tempting. Oh so tempting.

But I think that maybe sometimes there are words that are better left unsaid. (Or, in this case, better left unwritten.)

Because notwithstanding the absolute truthfulness or the complete validity of what I could say, it wouldn't change anything.

I doubt I'd feel any better, anyway. Bottom-feeding isn't really my bag.

I will say that a week ago we had a plan, a good plan. And everything was going according to that plan. And then it was irreparably altered.

But, as an extremely sagacious friend of the family once reminded me...

"Life is what happens when
you're busy making other plans."

And I have to say that in spite of all of the tough times, I love this life of mine. Because it's only in and through said difficulties that my life is as joyous and as blessed as it is. (Not to mention having the most incredible husband and family a girl could ask for. Thank you all.)