I didn't want to go, but felt like I'd be looked upon as a sourpuss if I didn't.
We're staying with friends of Andrew's, and they are expecting a baby in only a few months. She has a lovely, obvious baby bump. I can't stand to look, but I can't look away.
It hurts.
I don't want to be here.
Saturday, February 7, 2009
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2 comments:
I know that feeling. I actually turned down a trip so I could avoid the same thing. Hugs.
Glad you followed my blog cos now I can read yours. It was hidden or blocked or something. I'll go through the history and catch up.
chin up fellow soldier.
Thank you sweet gal xo
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