A New Chapter
I’m going to take it a day at a time and try to keep the tears at a minimum.
I’m going to take it a day at a time and try to keep the tears at a minimum.
“The greatest thing you’ll ever learn, is just to love and be loved in return.”
Avery won’t be two-and-a-half forever. Today I am grateful for that. But then there are those good days…
It may not be easy making mango sorbet from lemons. But when faced with the alternative of prune juice and a gang of angry cyclists, totally worth it.
What child doesn’t dream of possessing super powers of one kind or another? What child doesn’t fancy herself the brightly-suited victor of her childhood fantasies? What child doesn’t imagine the kind of cookies she could snake from the weak-minded Girl Scouts with the use of the Force?
Blood trickled down my quivering upper lip as we neared the source of the natural light: A large window overlooking the parking lot and a sign reading “This Way to Flooring”. And we were never heard from again! The End.
I’m not going to lie to you- its been a long eight-and-a-half-months.
On those days I read and pray I feel less anxious, less frustrated, less sorry for myself, more patient, kinder, happier. Nothing has changed, but things that usually overwhelm me don’t. And for me, that is huge.
I suppose it was hard to see the humor from her perspective, holed up as she was with the silently ominous poo.