Wednesday, February 12, 2014

Pouring down rain and cold too and I'm fairly filled with what seems a waterfall of anxiety echoing, mirroring that cold, hard rain.

It'll all be okay. It will all be okay.

But I'm short on words to say out loud here today, this morning, and that is just the truth.

And I keep thinking about something Jo wrote the other day on her blog.
I think it is very true and and it's one of the reasons I cannot abide so many of those inspirational things you see on Facebook, reminding us to be aware of all the beauty in life, all the goodness.

Here's what she wrote. 

Thank-you, Jo, for putting in words what I have so often felt.

Got nothing to add to that.


  1. Excellent words. Thanks for the link.

  2. I had waves of and it this morning! Waves. Then I thought I was having a heart attack. Then I had to rush to poop three times and I nearly tuned myself inside out. The anxiety dissipated.

    Turns out I was only full of shit.

    Go figure.

    Jo wrote some pretty accurate words!

  3. Catching up and hoping that things are better for you now.


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