Movin' On....

I am JUST starting to come out of the worst depression of my life, along with an injured back that came about. I’ve never felt this way before, and so have retreated away from everyone I know, for now, unfortunately.

The court thing with my daughter is terribly stressful.

Fabrice and I have our ups and downs. I do care about him, but part of me is empty of emotion, what with the court stuff, troubles with Morgan’s father, missing my Mom, etc.

Hopefully that isn’t the case with you, dear readers!

I am moving back to the Monterey area, trying to get a job, and looking for a place to live. I’ve even reapplied to teach where I worked before, upon the encouragement of a friend of mine in a different department there, who I used to have a crush on in the early 1990s.

I can’t seem to get my hopes up, or my optimism going, tough.

Except for today, when I was the visiting teacher in my daughter’s French class. Fabrice was there, too. He said he’d never seen me like that before, that I was not only happy, but came alive in the classroom. He’s right about that.

So, no matter what job I get for now, and whether or not he and I stay together, I am going to get my teaching credential so that I can work in the public schools should need be.

For now, though, I will take what I can get!!

I guess that some of this is good news, but I feel mostly sad and lonely, and the months of backache due to 3 herniated discs, scoliosis and hyperlordosis have not helped.

I hope to hear from you, faithful friends!