I just can't do it. I tried to write about coming home today, chronicalling the girls' reactions, and ended up bawling over the keyboard. I think of Inwe with PopPop and just cry. He won't be reading this to the women in his office. He won't be reading it to my mom at home. He won't be calling me to ask about it.I apologize. I know others read this. I just can't do it right now. I come unhinged.
3 comments:
It's OK. It's just too soon. We understand. If we could, you know we would want to wrap our arms around you and just let you cry for as long as you need to. ((HUGS))
Lots and lots of hugs.
Just take time to heal. We'll still be here.
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