"Miss Martha, you are so weird!" "I know . . . isn't it wonderful!?"

For all my complaining

I am truly blessed.  My friends who listen.  My family who catches me when I fall.  My dogs who love me, no matter how bad I smell or what I look like.  My husband who drives me bat-shit insane, but cooks dinner for me every night.


I have a job that I love and co-workers who make it worth the drive.  I have kids at work for whom I would take a bullet and they’re not even “mine.”  They are my heart.  They are my loves.  They are what fills my heart with overwhelming joy when I hear them “playing Miss Martha” and fighting over who gets to be me.  What could be more wonderful?









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