Raw

Hi friends,
If any of you have been following the Mags Sharp art page on facebook you'll know that I'm experimenting with raw art journals. Check out the page to see it. But I was sitting here thinking about the way I feel right now, trying to come up with a term for it and I guess that "raw" is really the best word for it. I feel raw, as if I've been rubbed down to nothing. I am not very good at being busy and having a lot of things on  my mind. I like to be productive but I'm being weighed down by a lot of things. First of all is my stepson. I got to see him on Friday and it was a very beautiful thing. He is still a little angel, and he's as gorgeous as ever. But I only had ten minutes with him and saying goodbye was rather painful. And many of you know that my husband and I have been trying to have a baby for years. But it doesn't look like it will happen so we decided to adopt. We are saving the money and waiting, but the waiting seems interminable and the unknowns of what I am going to be in three years or so are driving me crazy.
And with my mental health record, will I be able to adopt? And if I can't, where will I go from there?
It's just the usual things, but with winter coming and not feeling good they are hitting me hard. But we have the sticky note project coming up, and I  need to put myself into that.
My anniversary is next week, four years! Four amazing wonderful years and my stepdaughter helped me pick out a dress for it. She actually is not a bad shopper. She talked me out of this particularly heinous dress into one of that was actually quite nice. Not bad for a six year old.
Well, Going back to feeling raw, after this I am going to post the words to an art piece I did after seeing my stepson. It was an experiment for the raw art and the pictures are posted on facebook but you can't read it fully.

Thanks friends for listening. It's 2am so I hope you're all sleeping, safe and sound.