Day 281

I’m feeling particularly raw tonight. I think I just keep thinking about last year and it doesn’t help that I do not historically do well emotionally during this time of year. Throw in some pregnancy hormones and ongoing grief and it’s a wonder I’m able to function at all. I guess it’s a small and bittersweet Hanukkah miracle that I am. 

I kept going back and forth as to whether or not I wanted to come to the congregational celebration tonight. I didn’t come last year because I felt too broken and raw. I’ve gotten my life (mostly) on track now but I’m still raw, which is to be expected, I suppose. I’m glad I went, even if I cried through a good chunk of it.