running out of (words)

I woke to the phone ringing this morning. Our attorney was calling to let us know how court went/was going.

K3's mom, A, was there. I'm not going to even bother going into the what's and wherefore's of her ranting. They were unfounded and irrational.

When I hung up the phone I tried to clear my head.

I went about the morning routine.

And, as is custom, I started processing as I was doing the morning dishes.

I thought,

how much did today just cost us? (financially)

And,

we got..... where?

Anywhere?

Nowhere?

Today was one of those hard to function days.

Thankfully I was with friends and friendly faces, yet....

I feel like I was half present for much of the day.

I wanted to yell.

I wanted to cry.

I wanted to go to bed.

I wanted to be anywhere other than in my life today.

Please keep the prayers coming. We are still praying we don't go to trial.

We will pray this until we DON'T go to trial - or right up until we walk through the court room doors if it appears that a trial is inevitable.

I try to look ahead to a time that this is all behind us, but, I can't see that time through my tears.

I just can't.

I'm trying to hold it together.

But,

I feel like my seams are starting to split....

and that my stuffing is starting to come out.

xo
K.