Damn, the grief wave has hit.
It hit hard.
This will be short.
My heart is breaking tonight. I've done a good job of outrunning it. Of denying it. But here it is.
I'm not sure if it's that I had two glasses of wine instead of one ( seriously- it's the altitude) or talking to my dad who has a malignant brain tumor, called glioblastoma and turns 81 tomorrow.
There are so many things that just caught up with me.
Don't worry, word on the street is that I am strong.
HA!
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