There is a Kathy Mattea song I especially love even though it makes me cry.
I feel like this song, sometimes, in relationship to myself during the past six months.
I was talking to a gentleman earlier from a place where I record, host and save audio recordings.
I said, "Yeah, I've sort of been living in my own personal hell these last six months. Do you want to hear the whole story, or will you just take it at face value and see how we can fix this.
He opted for the fix.
I was grateful.
And I am still, happily, right here.
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