You guys. For real. I don’t understand. I won’t pretend to be okay. Being a parent does things to your soul that to a point makes every child your own and to hear of the horrors created today by a demented mind… To bear this kind of pain… its unimaginable what those families are going through.
Do this: Kiss your babies. Hold them close and feel their heartbeats. Call your mother, your sister, your nieces and nephews. Tell them you love them. Make them know it. Treat the people you meet with overwhelming kindness. Go the extra mile. You never know who may need it most.
Its been a week since I hid my anxiety meds from my mother. She is getting more psychotic by the hour at this point. Might be time to redo my pros vs cons list here.
I had kinda forgotten you existed there. That’s awkward.