And so here we are, with an update to yesterday’s post: “Walking. All Self-Doubt…Gone.”
We do have a Disney ending to this debacle, and I can hear all the joyful tittering rattling the internet grid.
And for the record, let me acknowledge three courageous followers of high character who did not buckle to all of the others (aka Girl-Power-Club) who relayed this sentiment in one form or another: “I’m disappointed DK, in your failure to be a Man.” Talk about a gut punch, right?
And Yes, a happy ending. But, no, don’t get ahead of yourself. I didn’t make a follow-up trip and drag the water soaked timber out of the water. And no, Cara didn’t get and won’t get an apology, not now or ever. What’s right is right, and I’m right. (again)
And, when it is the darkest, you can always count on your Family to be there when you need them most.
Cara’s 16 year old Son JJ came to the rescue.
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