Where does it come from?
Posted by MrsHaffly on Mar 2, 2011 in Dear God, Ramblings | 0 comments I’ve always been boggled at how deep and how buried sadness can be. How can a person so strong, so independent, so full of life be this…sad. And in reality sad is not a good word to describe the wave of black that washes over me at times. Because, I’m not sad. I don’t cry. I don’t feel sad in the literal sense. I guess it’s truly depression, but I don’t...read more

