it’s my story and I’ll ….

I found great comfort in a recent thought.  It’s a tidbit I picked up from Anne Lamott.  Basically, my story is my story.  And if I want to tell it, I can. Because it’s my story. I have, so often in the past, been hesitant.  Afraid that I’d offend or let people in on my junk.  … More it’s my story and I’ll ….

said something stupid

Yesterday morning I said something stupid to my husband.  Something I apologized for before he left for work.  Yet I realize  though an apology is accepted, the thought has been vocalized.  Feelings have been exposed. Grace, she comes with a heavy load Memories, they can’t be erased Like a pill I swallow, he makes me … More said something stupid