Staring at this blank page. Trying to capture my feelings on paper. But every time I try to connect my heart with my head the tears start running. Its never easy, and to be dead honest (do you get something like it), I didn’t expect it to happen again. It feels just like yesterday when Marcus was diagnosed with Vitiligo, and here I am again. I feel totally lost, but I also feel totally powerful. Powered with knowledge of what to do, what to try, what tests to ask for etc. Im ready to turn myself yet again in this major health detective, but just for now I want to be a mom. A mom crawling up in a small bundle and let the tears run down. I want the tears to flow, till there is no more left.
