Sometimes

Sometimes I don't think I feel a thing, then at other times I am extremely sensitive.  Sometimes I just hurt.  And sometimes things are ok.  Sometimes I want to hide, and be alone, sometimes I want to be with people.  Sometimes I am happy for other people and their good news.  Sometimes I see a couple out for a walk and I get angry.  Sometimes I feel like I could conquer the world, and sometimes I feel like the weight of the world is on my shoulders.  Sometimes I laugh, sometimes I cry.  Sometimes I have great hope, sometimes none.  Sometimes it's easy to count my blessings, sometimes I complain and whine.  Sometimes I feel like a grown up, sometimes I wish I weren't.   Sometimes the past year and a half seems so unreal, sometimes it seems too real. 
All of the time I am grateful for God's love and faithfulness.  All of the time, I could use more hugs.  All of the time, I wish I still had my husband here to hug me and hold me and tell me it's going to be alright.