Short and simple.
This entry is just my wish for all of you to have a wonderful holiday season.
I just can't find the enthusiasm, the joy, this year.
A young friend came up to me in the grocery store last night, needing a hug and some encouragement. I just didn't have it in me, to help, to just be there for him, to even wish him good holidays. I was ashamed after he walked away and tried to find him, but he had already left. It haunts me, makes me feel terrible-that I was so immersed in my own misery that I couldn't extend a hand and attention to someone else.
While I'll be around, reading, I just don't have it in me right now to comment or write. Not even in "Walking In My Shoes, Honestly".
See ya later, Leigh