Tonight, after not sleeping the night before and spending most of the day in a terrified haze, Tim and Ray and I had the sort of conversation in which I spent most of the time I wasn't talking praying 'God, please please please help me not to say something completely dumbassed'.
Where does this leave us? I'm not entirely sure. I don't think any of us are. There was good talking. There were revelations. There were decisions, only sort of.
And now, I am exhausted beyond belief, and going to bed.
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7 comments:
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Thanks hun.
Praying for you always, dear one.
Bless you, honey. Been a little frantic around here and knowing you're praying helps a lot.
*hugs*
*Hugs* Hope things work out for you. You have our support.
Sorry I didn't respond earlier. I've been a bit stressed myself.
*hugs* Thanks, you guys. Still very off-balance and weird in my head around here.
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