It Ain’t Easy . . .

Y’all, this life ain’t easy. I was thrust into a flurry of emotions last night and this morning after a hugely difficult afternoon with Michael. Other people were there helping, but I don’t want to “let go” yet. I’m in temper tantrum mode (less loud than Michael’s was) and don’t want to play nice. I’ll stay bundled in the coffee shop and not send any emails . . . until I can own my stuff and communicate from my heart and not my limbic (spell check offered symbolic and climbing) system. So I’ll just post here and let this moment just be.

Send wisdom and love. Thank you.