So much have happened these few days that are beyond my capacity to understand. I'd like to take a short break but it seems impossible. My mind reels all the time, I work nearly every second and only get a short break when I actually fall asleep. I don't know for how long this needs to go on, but I'm glad my editing has finally come to a halt.
Someone I dearly trust turns out not being the person I thought she always was.
My best friend's newborn daughter is diagnosed with pneumonia. She's only five days old.
I am not confident with my final draft. And I don't know about my upcoming novels.
My biggest concern is my friend's baby girl. Her name's Angela. I haven't even seen her yet, and suddenly we're struck with the awful news that she's sick. I do not know how to help, and I am not even sure I can do something to help. It's so unfair, isn't it, that a baby gets to feel pain and suffer when she's so innocent?
Just the thought makes me want to cry. I really hope she's alright.