Yesterday I was wishing with all of my heart that I could just sit with my mom in a very quiet room. I wanted to lay my head in her lap and not say anything--just know she was there watching over me for 15 blissful minutes.
Since that was out of the question, I considered and/or participated in the following:
Chocolate. Lots of chocolate.
Curl into a fetal position.
Cry.
Complain.
Curse.
(Nice alliterative list, no?)
Tuesday, August 3, 2010
In My World There Will Be Another Way
Posted by wjmom at 9:37 AM
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My word...I cry at everything! In my world there will be another way too.
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