On Fridays, I cry.

  On Fridays, I cry. Saturday through Thursday, I pretend nothing is wrong. I put a smile on my face, I go about my day, I keep it together. But on Fridays, after my husband goes to work and the kids are at school, I’m all alone. I start out thinking that this Friday might be different, that I won’t need to cry. But then I realize that there is this place in my heart that has been swelling all […]

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