So to say I left the board meeting feeling defeated and depressed is an understatement. I cried for hours. My heart feels crushed... loss of what I love plus loss of a dream. (I moved here with purpose and that purpose could cease to exist real soon.)
I woke up on Thursday and cried some more. I couldn't stop. The tears still come from time to time. There is so much to grieve. Yet at the same time I have to stay strong for my kids. Life is unfair like that.
We all have our own ways of dealing with life when life hurts.
For me... it's alone time... outside... with my camera. I sent the kids off to school on Thursday and went to one of my favorite parks to see what nature was up to. The quietness of being in the woods, the surprise of nature's beauty as I rounded each bend, the click of the camera... it's a much better way to spend a depressing day than laying in bed. :)