Overwhelmed
I know what you’re thinking. Overwhelmed is not a hopeful word. I am not very hopeful today. I am squashed flat and desiccated like an old rabbit carcase imprinted on a busy road. I am stupefied with exhaustion. I imagine a place which is quiet, safe and comfortable, with someone to look after me until I feel better. That place should be my home, but it’s not. I am overwhelmed with love for my baby and my little boy. I am overwhelmed by the love and support of my family and my friends. Overwhelmed is a hopeful word.