Feeling melancholy today. Not sure why. Empty nest syndrome I think. I miss my children being small, getting them ready for Halloween, teaching them things, stuff like that. Probably not having a house is a large part of my depression. Lack of money being the root cause of that, and mismanagement of money being the deeper root cause of that.
I so want to write a book about my life. I just don't know how to start. It will hurt alot of people I'm afraid. It feels like I have so many questions unanswered and just so very many incomplete feelings.
