where have all of my words gone?

i thought about this post all day.  and now, when i've sat down to write it, i have no words.  i even took this lovely picture of our tree.  awww.

(our most beautifulest tree, all alight)

but i'm empty.  b is crazy-sick with a nasty flu.  his poor sweet body is writhing in pain and there is nothing i can do.  i've had a stupid head cold for the past 4 days and am bff's with kleenexes.  i wanted to write about how, even when we're not at our best, we rise to excellence to help others.  like how i just wanted to sleep all day but b needed me.  and my mom needed me.  and my boss, uj, needed me.  and even though i needed me, there really wasn't much left.  and how, when it came down to it, that was alright.  because i was alright.

i'd say a few sniffles never killed anyone but they could have.  and i can't be stupid enough to jinx myself like that...

i was going to write about how days like today feel like prep classes toward getting my motherhood degree.  i had to run my mom back and forth to the doctor.  had to run between work and home to do whatever i could to make my b bear feel better, bring him lunch, etc.  had to work.  and fix mistakes i'd made (ugh).  halfway through the day i started wondering if i'd forgotten someone at soccer practice or if i'd be late for back-to-school-night.

last night i was close to falling asleep and was really feeling like crap.  i thought, how can i even go to work tomorrow?  but then this.  all this happened.  and i managed to do all that was asked of me.  and my own sicky stuff melted away.  and i'm here.

finding all of those lost words...