"Tears-pouring-down-my-face, couldn't-talk-couldn't-breathe kind of laughing. Screaming laughing. So hard that I was sobbing because I couldn't get it together."
"I don’t know who this lady is... she waved at him and he made his way up to her. I thought their interaction would be the same as last time but I was wrong. "
"I had managed to keep my composure in the grocery store, and even when I was putting away my cart back to get my quarter back. But as I drove home, the tears came. I began the ugly cry."
LeighAnn is a mid-South mom of four grown children, praying for her survival and theirs. She transplanted to sunny Southern California a few years ago and home is her favorite place to be. An ambivert, she's obsessed with crushed ice, Santa Claus and funny people. To read more stories about parenting, marriage, and real life- follow LeighAnn on Medium.
"I’d never received a suicide text before. I had to read it multiple times before I understood all the words. In the message, he apologized for being a bad leader and then told me how to help the church survive."
