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Surrender.

They say just surrender And yet that has been the hardest thing for me To release my grip On things that seem Like they were made For grasping and keeping And protecting With all my being Why is it so hard To relax my mind and body From clawing and clamoring and trying to control… read more

Getting Angry, Broken Fingers, and Starting Over.

It was a morning from you-know-where. Hubs was away on business, and I was on my fifth full day of single-parenting and dirty laundry up to my ears, when things got really well… REAL. (Aka: “crappy”,”shitty”, “poo-ey”, “I-wanna-tear-all-my-hair-out-crazy,” whatever you call it at your house) ‚ÄčShe got mad, slammed the (car) door on his fingers.… read more