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.
I'm sorry, Jean. I hope you're able to write in a journal privately, perhaps, if that helps.
ReplyDeleteI am sorry that you are in pain, Jean, and hope that you have a safe place where you can share your story.
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ReplyDeleteThe 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.
ReplyDeleteWith love.
So sorry about your deep sadness and pain, just take care, Jean. Hugs.
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ReplyDeleteWhat Lucy said. I hope that it is just a blip, but all the same: take your time, do what you need to do.
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Hugs from me too, Jean. Take care
ReplyDeleteand another hug
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