When I’m angry I can write.When I’m sad I can write. I can write when I’m overflowing with happiness. I can write during most times, except when I am numb.

Today, even yesterday I’m feeling numb. Don’t mistake me as being depressed or so hurt that I can’t go on without him… Oh contrary! I’m numb with exhaustion. I’m finally able to relax and have peace. I am now Head of Household. Everyone is looking to me for their needs to be provided. I can do this. It will take me a few weeks to adjust, but I will. In the meantime, tiny bursts of inspiration get jotted in my notes to complete on another day.