Hello gentle readers.
I can't talk about polish, today. I tried, I really did. I wrote a post, inserted photographs. And deleted it. I am just not feeling it, today.
What I am feeling is sorrow. Anger. Confusion. I want to call Scotty and demand that he beam me up off this planet. I feel unable to wrap my brain around the unimaginable horror of what happened in Newtown Connecticut. My heart is broken, I am aching for the families of twenty-six innocent victims.
I feel broken, today.
Broken
I'm a fifty-something, coffee addicted, empty nesting, sarcastic beauty/lifestyle blogger who believes that life is too short for stupid rules, especially those that pertain to people in my age bracket. If you feel the same way, you may be a member of my tribe.
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*hugs hugs hugs* I feel the same, sweetie.
ReplyDelete{{{Hugs}}} back. I think that we all need one, today. :(
ReplyDeleteI think we all feel the same, Erica. You are a gentle and loving lady and that's why it hurts so much. It is one of the downsides of being a human being, as opposed to a monster.
ReplyDeleteMore hugs to you, and to you too, Jammies.
xoxo
Sophie
And to you, Sophie. <3
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