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.