He has a way of sneaking up on me. Usually it is the good days or the normal days I should say. Like right in the middle of doing laundry when I find myself hanging onto the washer just to help from falling all out into the pile of dirties. Wouldn’t that be a sight? Little Miss got it all together falling apart right, slap dab In the middle of her dirty laundry. I have not ever had it all together. Let’s not get it wrong.
The last week of August I changed.
It’s funny how a person’s heart can endure: pain, disappointment, betrayal, and yet that heart still has the courage to love. The courage to plant hope on falling stars and believe that dreams do really come true even after all.
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