Looking Anywhere Else
When I miss Robb more than I can stand, when I can’t bear to look it in the face, I write about stupid, meaningless things.
Like calamari.
Monday is my wedding anniversary. I probably won’t mention it on that day. I’m likely to write about something stupid. Meaningless.
Because I can’t bear to look it in the face.
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Tricia Lott Williford
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Lisa morley rabal says:
Tricia, my heart goes out to you. May Jesus sing to you the songs of deliverance you need to hear. PS 62. I mean that in the best way, remembering the good while building for tomorrow. Your reality faces you daily. I hope that Jesus will give you rest and will meet your deepest needs right where you are. Your courage inspires me daily and has brought a deeper, richer hope back into my life.
Laura Wilkins says:
Didn’t realize your hubby’s name was Robb til now. My husband was Robbie…
Hope Happens says:
I understand. <3
Monica