My heart is broken and its been so hard to contain the tears. I know I have aged at least 10 years since Friday and my face and my eyes don't look the same. This event has changed us forever.
Irrational and emotional I walk around.
Like the walking dead I walk among the aisles of the supermarket. I compulsively buy a 3rd loaf of bread because the brand is Holsum and I had not seen a bag of Holsum white bread since I left the island. Just the logo and whispering the word Holsum was like going back to the age of 8.
So I walked out of Kroger with a 3rd and very unneeded loaf of bread.
I move around this fog wishing it was just some nightmare.
But in the meantime when we have too much bread...
|Paula Deen Recipe.|
I bake as if my soul depended on it.
I bake and I wish and I hope for understanding, for peace, for love to wrap us all.
Santa is coming to town and there are some little girls really stoked about that.
Will be back later this week.