08 December 2009

sometimes

Sometimes the sound of my children's voices is comparable to nails on a chalk board.

Sometimes I think that if I could just run away and be alone for a couple of days, everything would be okay.

Sometimes I have to settle for screaming at the top of my lungs inside the garage where no one will hear me.

Can anyone relate?
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2 comments:

  1. EstherTuesday, December 08, 2009

    Yes, yes, yes. I'm there. Let's go somewhere warm.

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  2. amandaTuesday, December 08, 2009

    not at all. ;0) if you guys go somewhere warm pick me up on the way!

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