I wish we didn't have to lock up our virgin mothers.
I was thinking dark thoughts this week and it occurred to me that at least once in every decade of my life my heart has been irreparably broken - when I was a sad little girl, an angry teenager, a young mother, a grown-ass woman who should have known better, an exhausted almost-crone. I thought to myself, "Oh woe is me to suffer such regular, unrelieved sorrow. I really should write about it."
Then I smacked my coffee cup smartly into my front teeth, jolting my feeble mind back to reality. Heart-rending grief at least once a decade? You LUCKY bitch!
I wore my sequin dress and new glasses for a while. That's all I've got.
5 comments:
...and you look FABULOUS in them...you have a brave and true heart, which is more than most. so there! x j
Ah Janelle you are kind! Thank you. Hope the bee sting is but a distant memory.
Where did you get those glasses? Who made those frames? How did you get so pretty?
Dear Mrs. G you are incredibly kind. The glasses are cheap readers from Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B00BC5P4VM/ref=oh_details_o00_s00_i00?ie=UTF8&psc=1
One of these days I am going to plan a trip north to coincide with Girls Night Out Tuesdays!
getting your heart broken once a decade - def something to write about. hopefully those cracks let in the light.
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