You don’t have to be the one holding the knife, to know you can still end up digging your own grave with someone else’s blood on your hands.
Tuesday, May 14, 2024
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Yesterdays
Yesterday, I got to spend over an hour on the phone with each of my adult children — real conversations, full of laughter, honesty, stories,...
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We owned the night last - last night belonged to the girls! So much fun! Friends I haven't seen in years. Dancing. Laughter. Drinks...
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Sometimes I think about it, it’s a smell or food or a song that comes on. The ache in my heart is bittersweet. My throat closes up and tears...
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A Beastie Boys song comes to mind...Sabotage. Yes, it was me that ultimately set this in motion. I got all girlie about an incident and let...
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