It was 1982, smack in the middle of every emotionally-battering event possible, when I got pregnant. Sometimes I think that even one kind comment from my dad might have changed everything, but that was not forthcoming. Besides, so many other factors were working against me.
It was what it was.
And now, 32 years later, I sit with feelings that have no name.
Happy Birthday, Lindsey
<3 This is brave and beautiful, like you. Love you, my friend.
ReplyDeleteYou grew a human, and whatever happens, that is incredible. Ache is the closest name I know.
ReplyDeleteHappy birth day momma.