As an INTJ female (for those into Myers-Briggs and the like), I am a hard person to know, and an even harder person to love. I wonder if someday my children will want to know what really went on in my brain. I shall leave them this gift. Well, maybe not so much a "gift" as an extremely uncomfortable last will and testament.
Saturday, May 19, 2012
Art Therapy
Every night I walk into Ava's room every night to tuck her in and see this picture Eric drew for her taped over her bed, and it's hard to remember why I'm ever irritated at him.
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