That’s what they say.
so when my world is shattered
and there is no healing in sight
and those big salty
roll down my face
I will take comfort
in the thought that my body
is trying to help heal
my splintered soul
I just put a bunch of epsom salts into my 5 year old's bath. She dropped a three pound can of chicken broth right onto the tip of her big toe. It was the saddest thing. It effects me physically to even think about it.
She's been fine all week, but now her toenail is bleeding fresh blood and it is sore again. Like waking-up-in-the-middle-of-the-night sore.
I hope the salt will help get any impurities out of that little-big toe.
ps, my world is not shattered today, it's just the thought that came to me when she asked me why I was putting salt into her bath. I found it comforting.
7 hours ago