It’s not always about being afraid of new love, dating or relationships, it’s more about the essence of old pain bubbling back up to the surface.
Saturday, November 9, 2024
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Too busy to notice
I miss those mornings where the house was loud and alive. The chattering of my children; the arguing, the laughing, the hurriedness of tryin...
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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 lot of people talk about fight or flight. And I guess flight was never an option, for me. I got way too much fight in me. There probably w...
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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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