The other day as I was checking in on some of the other blogs I read, I followed a link, and then another, and ended up at the journal of the most amazing woman who was writing about things which hit so close to home. I think I envy the ability to put it out there, to be that brave - but I am not, at this point, someone who can write about those very personal things happening in my life. It’s actually hard for me to talk about some of it, even with my closest friends. On some level I know that it is easier for me not to have to contend with the well meaning advice which is inevitable, but at the same time it can be a tremendously lonely road…