Today is not that day.
Today is not that day.
So has my husband’s.
My friend is going in for her third br. cancer surgery this month - for a tiny, “almost nothing” spot.
It’s all starting to wear on me.
But it shouldn’t.
I’m blessed. I’m blessed. I’m blessed.
So has my husband’s.
My friend is going in for her third br. cancer surgery this month - for a tiny, “almost nothing” spot.
It’s all starting to wear on me.
But it shouldn’t.
I’m blessed. I’m blessed. I’m blessed.