Heavy heart.
Sometimes I think I would be happier if I was ignorant. I wouldn't be, but sometimes...
We are still fighting the slow-moving flu in our home, Christmas shopping is finally finished, I did not wear pants on Sunday, my heart broke in pieces over the Newtown shooting, I love this poem, the snow has melted, I still need more sleep.
3 comments:
Here's a hug for your heavy heart. ((HUG))
Loves to you! Get some rest and know you have friends who are there for you. :)
God bless you, Cheryl! I hope you are all healthy soon. (Like by the time you read this.)
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