and by a little less funky i mean i'm in less of a funk. having support is such a strange feeling (i feel good, but kind of naked?) its not that people haven't supported me in the past, but its just that i dont give them anything to have to support. i'm not the type of person to talk about my problems, i don't like to feel vulnerable i'm more of the suffer in silence type but the amount and quality of support and sweet texts, emails, and comments i got was so needed and appreciated. ever since i wrote that post i feel like a huge weight as been lifted off of me. i might even try to be open more often, who knows. so today i felt way less in a funk then i did the day before, thank you.
btw today in art class the kids made clay bowls and i forgot how messy and complicated working with real clay was. but cohen loved it and he can't wait to go back next week and paint his work (also i kept calling the oven a kilt but its definitely a kiln, oops) i hope everyone has a lovely weekend.