I forgot all about yesterday. It was rough. Everytime I get a little foundation built, my world goes poof. Then, well I am waiting for this love everyone talks about. Freedom from oppression. I fully believe when someone comes at you with the expression I do this out of love it is not that. It is my association that those words mean pain for me. I hope I pray for an understanding.
I wonder what Frank is up to. I think the last I left them was huddled on the floor in a safe spot.
My wish for all of us is that safe spot. May you find yours as I search for mine.