"At first, there was anguish and grief, but I felt her energy pass through me and a beautiful peace washed over me and filled my body. It was as if she was telling me, ‘I’m OK. I’m not in pain. It’s glorious here.’"
A couple of years ago I realized I wasn’t as happy as I knew I should/could be. I mean, I was happy for my family, time with my husband and kids, our home, and the nuggets of great moments mingled here and there, but something wasn’t right.
Wow, maybe all of the social media accounts that I scroll through with envy really are just like me. Maybe the mom in heels doesn't actually wear heels every day. Maybe the couple who just celebrated twenty happy years of marriage also had a few downs to go with all those ups. Maybe the gentle parenting crunchy mom has also lost her ish a time or two with her children.
“During the game, they showed a shot of George and me laughing together, so people were upset," Ellen remarked. "They thought, 'Why is a gay Hollywood liberal sitting next to a conservative Republican president?'"
"This post is for the wife who is ready to bolt. The one who’s fed up and sick of feeling alone. I agree, it’s unfair that you are disregarded. I feel so strongly about it because I was once there."
