oh my hell, I’m finding myself cycling through these emotions, this grief over my children leaving the nest, and they’re 12 and 16. I dont even want to know what it’s like when it’s the grands, already gone. I dont know if I’ll get through that.
😥😪😫
oh my hell, I’m finding myself cycling through these emotions, this grief over my children leaving the nest, and they’re 12 and 16. I dont even want to know what it’s like when it’s the grands, already gone. I dont know if I’ll get through that.
😥😪😫
I still don’t know what I want to be when I grow up, but I know I want it to be spelled right and punctuated correctly. I guess that’s something.
I still don’t know what I want to be when I grow up, but I know I want it to be spelled right and punctuated correctly. I guess that’s something.