A long day.
It’s currently 1am, and I’m finally at the point where I can stop and know that I’ll actually finish up. It’s been about 13 hours, 1 broken bed, several spider sightings and killings, umpteen garbage bags of 5 years of crap, lots of laughter and “OMG LOOK AT THAT” and pleasant memories as we dug […]
Time
Time is a weird thing. I often find myself wishing that I’d taken more time to record every little detail, every minute of every day that we had together, that the kids and I spend together now. It’d be so much easier to remember if I had reams and reams of papers and stacks of […]
sometimes..
..sometimes, I wish I didn’t have the tendency to want to shelter the broken, to put them back together, to be the strength when they can’t be strong for themselves. Sometimes, I wish I could give in and yell and scream and declare all things in life unfair and that I don’t DESERVE this, so […]
sometimes..
..sometimes, I wish I didn’t have the tendency to want to shelter the broken, to put them back together, to be the strength when they can’t be strong for themselves. Sometimes, I wish I could give in and yell and scream and declare all things in life unfair and that I don’t DESERVE this, so […]
sometimes..
..sometimes, I wish I didn’t have the tendency to want to shelter the broken, to put them back together, to be the strength when they can’t be strong for themselves. Sometimes, I wish I could give in and yell and scream and declare all things in life unfair and that I don’t DESERVE this, so […]
