All I wanted was for someone to ask “are you ok?”
A question that in the past has triggered a lot of tears. In fact I can think of only one person who has asked me that question and really meant it.
I ask myself now… “Am I OK?”
If I am truthful… the answer is no. I am not OK.
But I’ve shed so many tears in the last few weeks, my eyes are dry. There is a drought, the ground is dry beneath my feet. It is hot & sunny. I have run out of tears. All I have is fears & love.