Hi guys! Here’s me in a quickie costume. My bestie and I went to a MAJOR scary haunted bus tour then onto a haunted house.
Here we are before the trip:
We are one happy pair, eh? Here is a pic of us with a frighteningly real girl who had her mouth sewn almost closed. (shiver)
Fun night but Becca and I wound up crying in her driveway at the end of the night. Why? Because we were belly-laughing at goofy crap we had seen that night and how we reacted to it all. From my driving to her screaming, “Shit!” when a monster lunged at her (in front of eight 10-year olds) . . . we had a ball.
Suggestion – do something fun with a best friend. It changes your whole week. Love y’all~
(photo from deviantart.com)
Maybe if I cry hard enough for long enough, I can get rid of ALL of the toxic feelings inside my chest.
Maybe that knot will go away. Just maybe the gnawing will subside.
There are toxins in our tears. Did you know that?
Tears of stress or grief . . . release toxins and bacteria.
I should be clean enough to stop the pain I carry but it hasn’t happened. How do I cry enough? I’ve shed more than my share of tears. What IS my share?
So, I fight the inner feeling that makes me think there is no beauty in the sun on the autumn lawn or the soft music coming from my laptop.
The fall leaves don’t matter – yellow or red. Used to be my favorite season. Now, I wonder if I’ll see another autumn and realize I don’t really even care.
I am better today. That was yesterday.
Oh, the difference a day makes.
Please forgive me if I make a typo or two. I’m blogging this from my iPhone. Index finger with a too-long fingernail. Humph. I’m at my daughter’s house. I leave tomorrow, after a mere 2-day visit. I have felt a huge lump in my throat since last night – knowing I must leave my girl soon. She is a new mom, in her late twenties, and melts my heart with her smile. She is that special. My grandson is magnificent, but it’s my own girl I miss most. I hold my arms down -because they want to reach out and hold her – tight – and for a very long time.