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This husband and I…
Went to two potlucks in one week…well actually one was a pizza party…eating pie…to celebrate Pi Day…that is just how cool these people are… Stood in the grass…on the cusp of the picnic area…went to fill the plate with pizza…when there came a sting…on the bare ankle…smacked at it…assumed it was a tiny gnat…took a seat…began to eat…when the old gal ankle…was on attack… Tiny ants…marching in droves…out of the mesh sneaker…up the bobby socks…biting biting biting…they were minuscule…hard to see…hard to brush away…and it hurt…it hurt…a lot… And so it is…in life…there can be those things…almost invisible things…aimed at you…only you pick up on…the look…the tone…the masked criticism…the mad walk…maybe from a friend…coworker…child…spouse…those seemingly endless bites and stings…hurt…cut deep…can be twisted…to transfer blame…but know this… You did nothing wrong…you…are not at fault…and this kind of relationship…is not…ok…and also know this…you are seen…you…are understood…and you…are not…alone… And this husband of mine…agrees…
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