Tonight. Husband in his cups and unhappy because I have to live in town away from the farm. I have begun working again. Cancer treatment over for now. Get assessed for salvage surgery in 6 weeks. I am 61 years old. No insurance and I am tired.
Who' d a thought?
Not a rip-torn cry-out. More a wet-eyed, runny-nosed sort of thing.
It's complicated. There is plenty that has gone well. Plenty.
Wish I could cry a little harder and get it cleared out.
I don't know if I'll post this.
tomorrow will be better.