I sobbed like a baby tonight. I cried gut wrenching sobs that I stifled in my pillow so no one would hear me. Pent up frustration, exhaustion, shame, pain, sadness, and grief came pouring out of me all at once, as it does every so often when it just gets to be too much for…
Tag: hope
Golf. Day 3. – Misty
Yes, you read that right. I skipped day 2 and went straight to number 3. Day 2 consisted of the golf tournament (the only day I actually played) and I had my hands full trying to swing that club, rather than record media. So no, I have no pictures from that day. Just know that…
Dirt Therapy 