Friday, July 14, 2017

Overheard at Table 3: The Strength in Summer Storms

And I woke up in the middle of the night last night and it was raining, and thundering and lightening and the kids jumped into bed with me and I held them so close and it's at those moments when it hits me that I really don't mind that he's gone, that he'll never be a part of their lives.  It's like, it's just me, holding the kids against this storm, and my arms are strong enough, my love is strong enough.  And I got this.

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