I realize yesterday’s post was somewhat out of character.
I was angry and hurt and utterly dumbfounded that another parent might take my words exactly as I wrote them (emphasis and all) and simply lift them out of context and plaster them across the Internet.
My heart is especially vulnerable right now.
My mother just died. It’s only been three weeks. And her death has reopened wounds I’d grown skilled at ignoring.
While I’ve been encouraged by many of you who understand the way I feel, I’ve also been hurt by many who seem to think that if I protect my intellectual property I’m petty and unkind.
So I’m just gonna put this out there-I’m tired, y’all. Worn out.
I’m more exhausted than I’ve been since the first year after Dominic ran ahead to Heaven.
The past two years have drained every ounce of reserve I had (and that wasn’t much).
This week has finished me off.
I’m not going to fight to try to get anyone who can’t understand to see my point of view. My debating days are over.
I might just lay the blog aside for awhile. I don’t really know right now.
So, “thank you” to everyone who has come along for the ride. Thank you to every heart that has reached across the miles or across cultures to comment and join in on the conversation. You have encouraged me more than you will ever know.
But I’m tapped out.