Often I worry that my complaining can be tiresome. At times this blog has been repetitive, going over and over similar themes and feelings. Whether you read back to when I was trying to become a mother, or in the thick of deciding the fate of my marriage, it could have been seen as redundant.
Now that I feel happy, and content here, I find myself duplicating thoughts into multiple posts. Posting about how wonderful he is, how kind he is, how he makes me feel. I wonder if I should re-direct. If I should find a way to better express how I am feeling and how I am doing, but I struggle to put it into words.
Perhaps I am not the wordsmith I like to think I am. Or maybe I just find it easier to convey heartache and angst than satisfaction and security.