Finding Happy on Sunday
Wait for it….

Picture number two. Ha ha ha!
Staying alive on Flickr
Today is better. If I don’t think about how alone I feel. Or how he wasn’t there for me during such a painful time. Or how he made it worse.
Yesterday, I felt like we were broken. I didn’t know how to fix us, if we could. I didn’t think so simply because I did not want to look at him, much less talk to him.
But today…it’s better. I can look at him without anger. One day we will be fixed.
















