Keywords: christmas , divorce , feelings , healing , heart , holiday , journaling , party , vulnerable , writing
I fortify myself with grit and conviction and take another deep breath. I look up at the ceiling and let one lonely tear fall. I make an agreement with myself that it will be my only tear tonight. I gently pat my cheek dry, take one more look at myself in the mirror and this time the woman I see looking back is a fighter. I’m staring at her. I can see that she’s tough. She knows she can do this. She believes in her strength. She believes in herself.
https://reclaiminglacy.com/2020/12/17/reflections-on-last-christmas
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Wow, Chey — I just checked out your site. 😐 Maybe you should update your profile to link to the new URL ( https://xoxothelifeimliving.wordpress.com ). Wishing you the best — and *don’t be a stranger* (or at least not any more stranger than I am 😉 ).
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How do I do that haha
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i think click on your profile (at top right of wp.com 😉 )
ps: maybe this link: https://wordpress.com/me/account (of course you need to be logged in) … and then scroll down to see “primary site” (or maybe somewhere else?)
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