As in my first post, I’m so surprised that this isn’t a known and used idea.
In missing my sweet children, some days I can’t get up. I still have days like this, or parts of days, where I am so utterly tired I can’t lift my head off the pillow, and there is nothing to do but crawl into bed and let the tears come, as they will, stuttering and bursting li…
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