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There's no place like home.
Home is where my husband and I reside; wherever that may be.

Thursday, October 10, 2013

This is going to be a selfish, whining, pity party post so beware

I hate good-byes.  Not like most people do. You know 'cause they make me sad for a little while but I'll get over it later when I am busy and I make new friends.  Not that kind of sad.  I get the, crying all over the place, I really don't make friends well, I feel sorry for me kind of sad when I say good-bye.

I said good-bye to some people this morning and all I can do is cry and think about all the ways that they have been important in my life.  Did I mention that I hate crying too?  Having a heart is a damn inconvenience!!!!  I liked it better when I was a grouchy, heartless, mean hag.  Growing a heart is a pain.

There, I feel kind of better.


Amelia said...

I know how you feel...I hate being a merciful slob at times.

I can't imagine what you are going through, no wait...I can. A little. But not quite.

I am sooo praying for you my dear Ann. Know you are loved here too, and I'm your friend here online for now. I hope you know that? Please know you can send me prayer requests too. I've also got a pretty good listening ear even in print.

These sandwich years are not fun, they can be horrifying for us. I'm no stranger to tears lately.

Much love and prayers; please continue to keep us posted. amelia

Anonymous said...

Hugs dear one.