Big Girls DO Cry
Last Saturday some repressed memories flooded me and I had a best friend emergency. Thank God for my Anna! I now know what a mental breakdown is. A big blog post is coming. It will mean little to many, but to me it will be 30 years of therapy flooding out. I felt the need to write, but THE POST isn’t finished yet. So we have this little baby update on my sad little life. Actually, no, I take that back. My life is not sad. I have fought hard for this life. These are my people and I am blessed.