Ysterday, I sat outside of yoga class, in my car, on the phone, crying. I was finally talking to someone about things brewing in my life. I tend to hide away from people when things are hard for me. I push lots of good people away, or ignore them. I hate to spread my sadness. Or worry. Or anything not wonderful or happy. But last night, I just had to talk to one of my dearest friends. I had to unburden myself a bit. And, as expected, it was a great release.
Today, I went through some emails she had sent me that I had glossed over in the past few weeks. And she sent me this project below. This is why I call her.