I have walked steep hills, to try and sweat the pain out.
I have cuddled my children.
But I still feel sad. So sad. And foolish and a little bit frustrated and very helpless.
I am not even sure I know why. Relationships of all kinds, at work and at play, are complex.
Shrug. Heavy of heart.
I just feel sad.
It happens, I guess.
I'll be right, I'm sure.