I wrote some time back about my unwillingness to manage or switch off my (slight) addiction to my phone. I also wrote about the effect on my general mood when said piece of technology got irreparably destroyed again (I do
My heart was broken this weekend as the result of a tragic loss. My mood took a downward turn and I felt almost empty. I had a little cry, I had moments of anger, I desperately longed for the feeling to go away, for just one more moment with that which was gone. I hugged my kids to make me feel better, soaking up all of their love and allowing it to heal me.