Sadness overwhelms me. I’m sick, probably dying, my son is wonderful, and he’s literally all I got. He worked today and I worked on Genealogy.
No call, no text, nothing from my daughter. No acknowledgement on the text I sent my mom. My dad remembered me as did Mikki.
I really thought Breanna and I would grow closer together. When I saw her in January, she was all about the relationship. That’s quickly faded and it is what it is. My thoughts drive my feelings and my false beliefs drive my thoughts. I’m worthy of a good life and Love. It’s all internal.
Time to meditate