Yesterday they were fleeting… today it was an outpouring.
I was grateful that I could sob into Hubbie’s arms, and not be judged, ridiculed, or made to feel any less because I was in a sorry state of mind. I was grateful to be in the safety of someone to care about me, and to understand that I’d had enough of being strong. He whispered “it’s going to be alright. As long as us 3 are together…” and just then, baby girl came over and hugged our legs tight.