Every part of me is loved
There are years that ask questions and then there are years that answer the questions I have a heart-shaped sugar cookie with red frosting that G-man gave me propped up on my desk. I liked looking at it. It reminded me of him. The ghosting started over a week ago, and I have reconciled feeling disappointed, sad, and hurt with words of gratitude for the experience. It is okay to be angry. Every part of me…