I just found Jess standing in the dark in the dining room crying. She says it's just stress, just silly, don't worry. It's NOT " just stress" for her! Stress is a whole different word for Jess 💔😪. She feels pain so much more acutely than the rest of us. Always has. That's why I would drive 20 miles in the middle of the night to find a Little Pony she dropped, knowing she would cry all night worrying that it was out in the cold. Not just stress. Distress. That's where Jess goes and it just breaks my heart.
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- This is the last years of my life. I started journaling when I was 8 years old but almost all of them are lost of destroyed. I still love pen and paper!! But doubt anyone would ever even look at a handwritten journal these days . I'm leaving this for grandchildren who might someday want to know who Grandma Rhoda was.
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