That last post wasn't a cry for attention, I promise! Sometimes word pictures/analogies help me to pull out what I am actually feeling. I'm not drowning. I promise.
I deeply, deeply appreciate the prayers. I just feel so bad that my Mom saw that post as a public cry for help to drive down here RIGHT NOW. It's okay, Mom. Save your emergency 3 1/2 hour drives for Grandpa! :) You'll be here in 27 more days.
Which is when the divorce is final. February 27th. At 11:45am.
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