I'm terribly sad about something terribly sad, and it's not mine to write about, and I don't feel like writing about anything else. So this 'every day in November' lark seems to have gone by the board. Not sure if it's just a blip (the sadness isn't) or a need to descend into a deeper silence.
10 comments:
I'm sorry, Jean. I hope you're able to write in a journal privately, perhaps, if that helps.
I am sorry that you are in pain, Jean, and hope that you have a safe place where you can share your story.
(o)
The every day thing is not remotely important. Taking care of yourself is. Come back to us as and when you can, we'll be thinking of you.
With love.
So sorry about your deep sadness and pain, just take care, Jean. Hugs.
{{ jean }}
What Lucy said. I hope that it is just a blip, but all the same: take your time, do what you need to do.
(o)
Earlier comment failed to appear so here it is again, redoubled:
{{{{{{Jean}}}}}}
Hugs from me too, Jean. Take care
and another hug
Post a Comment