Easter just ain't the same ...

I left the kids easter baskets back home at the Loop.

I put my order in for what choc Easter eggs we needed, but that feeling of not choosing yourself or getting to browse and find cool stuff? Never again.

I've lost my spirit for easter and all things magical and fun. I have three beautiful cherubs who so deserve more than I can give them right now.

I feel like I'm hollow inside. I'm going through the motions .::. Just. But I feel like I'm hardly connecting with anyone. A silent world within me and a hectic one around me. I zone out when people, even my kids are talking to me. I don't know where I go, but just like that, I'm back here in the now, and I just didn't hear or take on anything that was said.

And.i.feel.guilty! All the time. I feel like I'm missing out on this special time with my kids.

And I just.want.my.DAD.