It’s been a while since I sat down to write something here – life has had me feeling like I’d been on a treadmill that ran faster and faster than I could. But, this week, despite being exhausted and living on caffeine, spite and antidepressants, I had that feeling come over me – the one that I can best describe
This is a damn hard thing for me to say. I have prided myself on my ability to push through some tough situations. But this time, I can’t. As you may know, Tuesday morning, our youngest Chihuahua boy went out for a second morning run after my spouse put our daughter on the bus to head to school. He never