I recently read a quote… “Crying is not a sign of weakness…it is a sign that you have been stong for too long.”

This past weekend was a tough one for me.

We celebrated Father’s Day – which was good.

But it was a weekend that I couldn’t figure out what I needed.

I didn’t want to be alone, but I didn’t want to be with people, either.

I took my time, minute by minute.

And cried a lot for my little girl.

Sometimes when it rains, I feel like all the earth is crying with me.

And missing Lulu with me.