the things left behind-

sometimes I mourn the lost time that comes with motherhood. Not just a busy day, but that I don't can't won't do what I knew to be me before they came along. I started fencing and started my redefinition. Their father moved away, and I lost my fencing weekends. Coming close to yourself, then losing it a bit is hard. Grief comes from out of the blue. That is one of the reasons I randomly cry.