Then one more situation hit my plate that put me over the edge and shut me down again.
In the blink of an eye everything can change. And even if things eventually pan out to not so bad, that moment, that phone call, that panic, that terror, that potential loss, that impending/imagined doom takes its toll.
Staying open and unlocked is a work in progress. A delicate, tenuous balance.
And gratitude that the worst didn't happen.