I admit to approaching this topic with a fair amount of trepidation. How does talk about anxiety without sounding either judgemental or too understanding? And I don't know. I don't know if I can approach this topic with the understanding that it needs. But I'm willing to try, but in the end ... it matters.
Plan, A Thanksgiving Meal
I sit here tonight with a cold, I've come back from a busy weekend and a long drive and am feeling rather beat. It's thanksgiving weekend too. It would be lovely to have a meal together don't you think? What does one plan when one is away and there's a meal to put together? One leaves it to one's hubby!!!!!
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