Today was one of those days when I just lost it. At the very least, I made it home before having a deep, hearty, and heartfelt sob. My dad managed to get the brunt of it, due to completely unintentional poor timing on his part (he was returning my call). I know that everything and anything I’m dealing with is temporary, that none of it is earth-shattering or particularly bad, that I’ll make it through, that I have the most supportive family and friends that anyone could ask for, but sometimes, when it all feels like too much all at once . . . you just need a good sob to make it through the day. Follow that up with a good booty-busting workout and you’re almost as good as new. Almost. Sigh.
* A tribute to Free to Be . . .You and Me, of course.
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oi!sou brasileiro e gostei muito do seu flog!Thanks
oi!sou brasileiro e gostei muito do seu flog!Thanks
Feeling better I trust?
Feeling better I trust?
Yes, my dear. Thanks for asking. Seems to have been merely a temporary and brief meltdown.
Yes, my dear. Thanks for asking. Seems to have been merely a temporary and brief meltdown.