Herself asks for your forgiveness and patience for her difficulties of late. She is more fragile than anyone realizes. Nevertheless, she has tied a knot in her rope, manned up, and gathered herself again to resume doing what needs to be done.
She reminds herself that self-pity is fruitless. She tells herself that she wants, not that she needs. She knows that she must find her own comfort and strength within herself. It is there.
In the depth of my soul there is a wordless song. - Kahlil Gibran
In which I get my comeuppance
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