Where to Put Me

I sat here at the computer thinking “What am I feeling?” and all I could think was ” I miss..” but the sentence didn’t finish itself. I feel like someone died, but that isn’t the case. It’s as though someone is missing from my world, but that isn’t the case either. The only thing missing , is me.

I don’t know where to put myself. I feel restless, and edgy, and dark, and sad. I have so much to be happy for. Beautiful children, an amazing husband, a kitchen I cleaned with a toothbrush and toothpicks… yet, I can’t breath. Everything is being put in it’s place slowly. My house is getting back to the way I need it to be. I can’t put me back together. I don’t have a place.

Where do I put me?

There isn’t any solace. There isn’t any peace. It’s as though my soul is just tired.

I lean on God. I pray. I know he has me, and that is likely why I am still pushing through this. My faith is one of the major reasons I am still here. My children need me to be better. My husband needs me to be better. I need this wolf to stop chasing me.

As hard as this is, she is worth it. they all are.

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Annemarie Chagnon
We are currently a family of 7 (yes 7 really) My husband and I have 5 children on earth and one precious baby in heaven. We are Catholic and we are Quiverful. We live in a small town in Southern Massachusetts. We try to live as simply as possible. We are a family of special needs people and we work every day to make this house work
Annemarie Chagnon

Annemarie Chagnon

We are currently a family of 7 (yes 7 really) My husband and I have 5 children on earth and one precious baby in heaven. We are Catholic and we are Quiverful. We live in a small town in Southern Massachusetts. We try to live as simply as possible. We are a family of special needs people and we work every day to make this house work

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