They were flying so low, I could see the pilot's faces and feel the down draft from the propellers.
It kind of made me feel like I was in Vietnam with Forrest Gump.
Carolyn kept pointing at them and saying, "Bird! Bird!"
I wished I was flying one of them.
If I could, I'd get in a helicopter and fly away from the past four months.
Maybe to a cabin in the woods of Montana.
Where we'd be surrounded by bears, moose, and The Uni-Bomber.
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I'm tired of being a girl.
It's like a guarantee that for 10-12 days out of every month, you'll feel like crap.
Since having a baby, along with cramps, a sore back, and sore lady lumps, I now have the super blessed experience of being nauseated for five or so days before the monthly blessing hits.
And naturally, that makes me think I'm pregnant.
Therefore, I've been single-handedly keeping the pregnancy test industry in business for the last six months even if me being pregnant isn't even a remote possibility.
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When Carolyn was in the hospital, I had to bathe with that Eco-Soap.
It reminded me of bringing Husband home from his hospital stay and having to pack his wound.
And that made me want to vomit.
They also gave us a bunch of Pampers to use while we were there.
They smelled just like the diapers they gave us when Carolyn was born.
The thought of having a brand new baby also made me want to vomit.
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2 comments:
It is so hard to see the blessings when one is in the middle of the storm, or even to believe they are there.
(((((((hugs))))))
Keep your chin up, Erin. You'll win out in the end. The nice folks always do, eventually.
Thanks, Becky!!
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