Where do you start?
I have so many things to say, but words fail me today. I live in the midwest and it’s mid-June, 2008. My husband is off doing “Military Things” while I hold down the homefront. I need an outlet. Somewhere I can go and spill my heart without my friends looking at me like I’m crazy and say I’m overreacting. Hopefully, this will be my outlet. My dumping ground. It’s hard to stand up and “be strong” when all I want is to crawl into my husband’s arms and feel strength and security. Will I ever feel that again?