by Jacinthe Hall
The kind of hard that leaves you in tears, that makes you question everything, and casts a shadow on your soul.Today was hard! The kind of hard that leaves you in tears, that makes you question everything, and casts a shadow on your soul. But as soon as my little Marcus ran into my arms, I felt myself anchored again. I made myself a cup of tea, watched Gilmore Girls, and held on tight to my little boy.
Tomorrow will be a better day.
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