Thank You Anon...

For making one of my best friends in the world doubt me.
Thank you for being too much of a coward to say your name.
Thank you for caring enough about my Beanie to not just say it quietly to her.
Maybe she knew more than you thought she did.
Thank you for letting me go to bed crying last night while my husband held me kissing my forehead.


A part of me understands your concern, Anon. I really do. But why did you have to do it this way? Why? Why not a personal message to Beanie? Why not a quiet show of concern? Now, thanks to you, I might lose a part of my happiness, sunshine, giggles and smiles.

I have searched for so long to find two amazing friends.