Don’t Let Go
Bear with me.
It’s a long journey around so many messy things and I lack the stamina to run it in one tidy breath.
Opening your eyes to the realization that somehow you must lift your burdened self out of bed so the show can go on. Peeling potatoes and stirring gravy so your children won’t think of this as the year they lost a Grandpa andChristmas Day. Stoically wading through a sea of…