Losing sight, losing it all

On the verge of losing my home, drained from our neverending court litigation, and running after a toddler all day I feel as though I am ready to snap. But do I have the energy to? My eyes are swollen from crying all day, my skin is pale, my stomach empty. I have been carrying this gratitude rock in my pocket for two weeks now and it seems as though it has brought me nothing but pain and heartache. Where do I go from here? I've lost sight of the light at the end of this turbulent tunnel. There have been one too many forks on these bumpy roads.

This is my first blog. I am feeling as though it will be good therapy. My fuel for the days ahead : Bumpy roads are simply pathways made of rocks. Gratitude Rocks.