And so I cried when they gave Sofia one of the three gold $50k stars on the final episode of Kid Nation last night. And I cried when all the parents came running over the hill towards their children. And I cried because yesterday was my Dad’s birthday and I wouldn’t let myself cry for that.
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I’m glad you got to cry. You deserve it. And I mean that in a good way, if you know what I mean.
Anyway, I’ve been feeling like having a good cry. Probably tomorrow.
It helped tremendously. Hope you get a shot at it.
As much and all as I hate crying I do sometimes and for less reason than the ones you have posted here. It helps get stuff out I guess. (((Susan)))