I once heard a fellow grieving mother call it grief brain, and I most certainly suffer from it. Here's a classic example. I've been posting a few politically based things on my Facebook page and a friend said I should start a daily blog, I had been toying with the idea and came to blogspot to start an account and it said I already had one! Ha!
So I'm back...but I'll be gone for a few days. I won't bore you with the gory details, but it turns out I have a GIST (gastro intestinal stromal tumor) in my stomach and it's being removed Monday. Please ignore any morphine-induced postings, but I'll be back as soon as possible.
I suppose at some point I'll have to change the name of this blog, but I'm not quite ready to do that just yet. Coming back here and reading some of my past posts was a bit painful. Ok, it was extremely painful and I'm torn on the name because technically, I'm not an Army Mom. I'm not ready to cross that bridge yet.
Much love all!
