It's Different This Time

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That daughter of mine…

Has a saying…when OCD rears it’s ugly head…the overthinking…over worry…over analyzing of things…justifies it with…it’s different this time…

And so it was…that mother of hers…packed her bags ready for Texas…always a little anxious about leaving but the fear…

Was different this time…

Driving the long distance…being away from home…saying good-bye to beloved neighborhood kitties…is stressful…but it…

Was different this time…

Cried…at the first destination…cried…the next day…woke up looking like someone…had been on a binger…went to breakfast anyway…

Because no one would notice…no one…would care…

But this free hotel breakfast…was different this time…friendly greetings…friendly chit chat…people noticed…people cared…

And anxious me…started the day…feeling different…this time…
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And that husband of mine…agrees…