I try and pretend I'm not a fair-weather surfer. So I go out in cold wind and choppy waves with cloudy skies, scared that I'm going to get attacked by a shark, tight lipped and aching ears.... to only catch one wave for an entire 45 minute session.
That's what I like to call fair-weather surfing.
I am lonely. I miss being near my close friends and spending more time with my husband.
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i love you so much kitt, i am so glad you jumped on the wagon.....lets make this an encouraging, affirming thing - all of us bloggers together. i think this is a brave thing and i hear the vulnerability. i think its another way to live out loud and so therapeutic to send the words out into other people's ears other than your own. as you told me once, i believe in who you are.
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