Herself is a bit bogged down in post-holiday catch-up and General Stuff. She's also been contemplating some un-bloggable topics: on the one hand, she's doing some Big Thinking about in what direction to take her career, coupled simultaneously with the concerns about What Others Expect and What Is Best For The Family (and how those two juxtapose against What She Might Like); and on the other hand, she's still swimming in the shallows of the Sea of Sorrow, contemplating all the changes and losses big and small of the past months and year.
It's a tricky place to be.
More than anything, she wants someone to just hold her for a few minutes, pat her hair, and tell her it'll all work out, not to worry.
Not to worry, fretful child of my heart. It will all be OK. I am here.
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