Friday, October 09, 2009

Rough Night

So I was thinking about how great the new toothpaste we had gotten was. How it lightened my teeth at least 3 shades the FIRST time I used it and how I should call Clay to tell him about it since he LOVES to drink his two gallons of tea a day and how quickly it can stain up your teeth.
I actually had the phone out and four of the seven numbers already dialed to his cellphone before it hit me that I couldn't.
It felt like someone had punched me in the chest. I couldn't breathe. I cried for the next three hours before I could get it together to do my work.
Sometimes it's the smallest things that hit me hardest.

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