We recognize and lament the cuts we've all taken to the bone and the excruciating pain that has cracked us through to the very core.... And we take a deep breath, lift our eyes up and away from the grief that clings to us like mud on shoes, and we understand that, in fact, we have a much bigger problem.
I Wasn’t Supposed to Know
I hadn't asked to be told. I wish I didn't know. But I do. And I admit it hurts.