I think I have cried at least once everyday for the past month. All due to family strife of different sorts ... all seemingly hitting that tender chord with me of feeling misunderstood. I have never been so mad, so sad, and so misunderstood. My heart is broken, but I have the most amazing mother, the most loving husband and a remarkable family of friends ... all so willing to listen to me talk, watch me cry, and wipe my tears.
As I often say, "it'll all be OK in the end ... and if it's not OK right now, then it's not the end."
The heart hopes.
Namaste.
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