And I Quote (In a Manner of Speaking)

Tonight, I'm sad. Inexplicably sad. This week, I feel myself descending. Today, it feels like my heart has been removed with an ice-cream scoop (have I said this before), and now there is just a hole. Waiting. The thing about life is, sometimes, people are just sad.

BUT

As Anne Lamott, or someone Anne Lamott heard or read or knew said:

"He loves us too much to let us stay like this".

Isn't that just the happiest news?



Did you really think this blog wasn't about my feelings?