is really hard work.
Quiet Dreams
This is my story of setting down roots after escaping emotional and verbal abuse. While trying to figure it all out my truest comfort is Miss Famous, the delightful and delicious doggy at my side.
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It is. And it often feels like it is never done. Hugs to you.
God, you are so right. It is hard. (((HUGS)))