broken wing love

I have a heart
but I can not love
I will keep flying
with these clipped and broken wings
until I can

A lazy Sunday afternoon. Spent the day with the kids. We went to the park. My son and I played Pokemon Go for hours until we got cold. Then we went to the grocery store to grab some snacks. My left hand thumb is still killing me. The tear in my right arm is on fire. I have no idea what I am going to do. Things are falling apart. Once again the end of the year is turning ugly. I would love to have one year were I am financially sound. I have to make it through the end of the kids school year before we can move on. I need to get my head together. I have to figure out what my next move is going to be.

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