"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."
Being a grown-up sucks. But hiding isn’t much fun either. So Friday, I decided on a middle ground. I was going to spend my day living as if I were a child.
“I heard my daughter crying in her crib as I repeated over and over, ‘She will never remember me,’ and began a dialogue into my husband's phone that I prayed she would never have to hear."
