Monday, March 24, 2014

Silent Scream

I do not know why it is important for me to document how I feel during this process. Sometimes I wonder if the genealogist in me ever rests. I think I am about "done" with the term "sequester", I heard it so many times today I wanted to bury my head and scream. Truth be told, I felt like I was screaming from within. That silent scream that starts in your heart and ends up in your soul and though one may appear "fine" on the outside, fine is a word that cannot be comprehended. After spending hours sitting right outside the door because of "sequester", I kept the tears in check until halfway up I-95 until they came out in slow quiet painful sobs. I am a mother.

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