Time to stop crying, time to get her act together and do something. Time to move beyond the pity party.

Feels like I'm in a play and I don't know all my lines.

Time to stop crying, time to get her act together and do something. Time to move beyond the pity party.

Janie calls Cabel. "Hi, uh, Mom," she says. Cabel snorts. "Hello, dear. Did you make it through the blizzard?" "Yeah. Barely." Janie grins into the phone.

Captain looks at Janie closely. "Jesus, Mary, and Joseph," she says. "You're gonna have a heck of a shiner by the time the day's over. Did you black our?" "I...uh..." Janie shrugs. "I really have no idea." "Yes, I think she did." Cabel cuts in. "I'm going to need to watch her all day. And probably all night, too," he adds. Very, very seriously. The captain throws a rubber eraser at him and sends him out for coffee.

It's the intent, not the word, that makes something harsh.

I know i'll screw up. But i'll keep trying, as long as you let me.