Really wasn’t your faultthis fury that overcame –Words evoked onslaught,a raging river of pain. Didn’t mean to push you,miscalculated my aim,swimming in swamp watersnot a recommended game. You floundered, gurgled,cursed me by name –our love story, now viralbrought an alligator fame. (Image my own. Tale is totally fictional, I promise.)
A kidney stone, coupled with an infection has set me back five days – two trying to soldier through the pain, and three pursuing medical answers. Anyway, I’m on the mend, tired already of this foray into self-pity. Tomorrow, I keep telling myself, is a new day. (Image my own)
Adds character — for sure!! ❤
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😁💕
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We’re on the same page, VJ.
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😊💕
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❤️
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I like the way you think!
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😊🙏💕
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Oh goodness. Do you have room for me? I’ll join you…I think you just described my good intentions gone awry (not every day…but you know…more often than I’d like). Hugs to you, VJ. 🥰
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Always room for you…and I suspect we’d find that we are harsher on ourselves than need be
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No doubt, no doubt. 💕
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Very truthfully and accurately said.
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Thanks Lou
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