More Writing

The great thing about my life becoming obliterated is that I write more.  Once I find peace again, I will have nothing to say about anything other than fruity things such as: I felt a deep spiritual energy while trying to speak to Buffy the other night.  If I were reading something like that I would certainly move on and disregard the writer as a reject.  I really did feel Buffy's energy while the other night.  It was as though the room lightened and a sooth calming came over me.  My sister is living with me and I need help in helping her.  It can get stressful at times and I am worried about how her living here will expand my already starved budget.  She gets very annoyed and crazy with the kids but then offers a bright smile after realizing she lost her temper.  It makes me laugh.  She is never mean, just tempermental. 
I do feel a better calm today, however slight.  I talked to my mother yesterday as I knew she would be the one who could understand why I can't seem to leave Adam no matter what does.  She told me what she told me when everyone demanded I give Andellyn up for adoption, "Only you know how you feel and you can never live your life by anyones opinion but your own." 
Still I am taking things day by day and that seems to work every other day or so.