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    Love language

    I’ve always been a little bit (or a lot) ‘different.’ I am quirky, clumsy and messy… so freaking messy. I blurt shit out like a 5 year old that can’t wait until it’s her turn to speak. I can’t send a text message in one shot. I can’t sit and type out the entire message because if I did, by the time I got to my point, I wouldn’t remember what the actual hell I was trying to say. So I rapid fire those bitches before I forget. I talk incredibly fast, for the very same reason. I have so much to say – my thoughts bounce around in my…

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    Tie a Knot

    ‘When you get to the end of your rope, tie a knot and hang on’ ~ Franklin D. Roosevelt. Here’s the thing about grief… it fucking sucks. TIE A KNOT Watching someone you love die, sucks. TIE A KNOT Watching my kids try to be strong even when their hearts are breaking , sucks. TIE A KNOT Trying to move forward, when all I want, more than anything, is to go back, sucks. TIE A KNOT When you don’t want to live, but you don’t want to die TIE A KNOT Rock bottom has a basement. I know this because lately I’ve been living there. Maybe, ‘live’ is a dramatic…