|Country Gal, Black Belt Belle, Lady Lyrics, and Jessie|
I always feel a bit anxious at the empty space that yawns open after we drop her off, and have, over the years, found different ways adjust and cope. Today Dan and I decided to go straight to the grocery store.
At aisle 9, I was madly flinging packages of black licorice and Junior Mints into the grocery cart to accompany Dan and I to all the movies we were going to see together.
Nine aisles, that’s all it took. I guess I’m just a resilient kind of gal!