During the longest night of the year, December 21st, Winter Solstice, I wrote down my fears and pain. Then, I released them into the stars to float away.
Tonight, I wrote to the Sheriff to explain why I was not able to press charges.
Tomorrow, I move forward with the good and the bad. There will be no more ugly.
My blogs will reflect the happiness and gratitude I feel.
But, for anyone who needs a friend, a champion, a cheerleader, or an ear, I’m here. If you need me to hold your hand, listen, or hold you up, just message. I’ll be there.