Trading in Stark Reality glasses for a Rose Colored pair!
Lately, I have been looking at life with stark reality glasses. Some days are like a beautiful painting. Many details, brilliant colors, picturesque moments. I treasure those, wishing I could capture that memory on a canvas to remind myself. Remind myself of happy moments when the bleak moments come. And there in is the stark reality viewing. Not just one thing, but a multitude of thoughts, actions, moments, situations where I have neither the answers nor the strength. I am finding that parenting is becoming increasingly difficult, heartbreaking, and frustrating. I have slowly begun to understand [since the births of our sons], how deep and unconditional this love is. How there are not words, no paintings, nothing on this earth to describe what it is like to love your own child(ren). Until you experience it. Stark reality. When you're pregnant no one really tells you how much parenting can really drain everything you have emotionally, physically, spiritually. They