I am a keeper of secrets — especially from myself. * A long time ago, I realized I was one of those souls who felt everything too deeply — Who wept inconsolably when I saw a little bird crushed by a car tire. Who agonized over the troubles of friends and characters in books. And so, over the […]
Tag: loss
On Quiet Grief, & Quiet Goodness …
Can I tell you a secret? For a little over a week now, I’ve been quietly carrying a private hurt — one I caused myself. And I won’t explain any more on that subject, except to say that for days now the hurt has been dogging me like a shadow, the way deep hurts often do. […]