Wednesday, June 1, 2011
Tears on a Pillow
It seems like I spend I lot of time crying theses days. At night, in the dark, laying by OLA or in my own bed. The tears slip quietly into the darkness. Things have been frustrating these days. Sometimes the waves seem so big it is hard not to get caught in them and drowned by their pace. It seems we hit a lull for a time and then we crash. How does one not get over taken. I guess I had better learn to be a better swimmer
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I'm sorry you are struggling so much. I will try to call you this week. Wish I was there to visit with you. I think of you often, especially on Sundays. I miss your Sundays together. Derek, asked the other day "When are we going home.?" When I asked him where home was he said, "You know, the far away house." I asked if he meant my Kennan and Jeremy. He said, "Yes, I miss them." Tell the boys hi. Thinikng and praying for you.
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