Yesterday at work I opened a box and found that it contained pulse oximeters. :sigh:
Sometimes I wonder if I'll ever be quite the same again. I don't know that the end of this trial will bring the closure that I desperately need. I'm afraid that there will always be a bit of emptiness in my life. And as I have been doing on and off for over two years, I will continue to keep up a front around those who know little to nothing of the piece of my heart that is broken.
Sometimes I wonder if I'll ever be quite the same again. I don't know that the end of this trial will bring the closure that I desperately need. I'm afraid that there will always be a bit of emptiness in my life. And as I have been doing on and off for over two years, I will continue to keep up a front around those who know little to nothing of the piece of my heart that is broken.
