Class and grace,
loyalty and devotion,
hard work and service,
humility without minimizing self worth
These are what little good girls are made of...chin up!
Came home from work to my daughters pulling each other by the hair over an iPad while my wife was looking for a bottle of red wine, like some kind of modern-day Norman Rockwell scene.
I have moments where I need to vent out my triggers when I am forced to interact with my former abuser. If I vent to friends and family, they are biased. If I vent to my partner, he sees that former victim side of me. I need an outlet. Time for Xanax.
The world looks different now. She was great at defying expectation. She managed to grow very old and somehow, not old enough. We’ll miss you, Betty. Now you know the secret.