Sitting in Bob's Big Boy with the kids this morning. The song 'Yesterday' started playing. Of course, Joe sang along. Suddenly neither of us could enjoy it. I was crying. Joe was crying. It has a whole new meaning now.
This is not a good day - - - yet. Am going to look at some houses, see my kids again, visit with my sister, and clean house. It has possibilities.
I had no idea that life could hurt this bad. There are days when I think I am getting the hang of it and then there are days like this. I think I need to make bread. That should heal everything?
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