Tuesday, September 11, 2012
It had to happen sooner or later.
A sad song on the radio.
Nobody to see me (or keep me occupied).
....and I just miss him.
I miss him with every part of me.
I stand in the kitchen and grip the bench as I remember standing in the same spot, held in his embrace
....remembering back to when I knew I was loved.
...and the tears start rolling.
More than that.
The sobs shake out of me.
...and I cry like I haven't cried in months.
I've held it together for so long that the sobs become uncontrollable: the floodgates released.
I cry for all the things that I've lost and I cry for the crappy hand I've been dealt. I dissolve into self-pity and the "why-me"s.
After a while, I drag myself outside into the garden.
My happy place.
...and I see an envelope sticking out of the mail box.
and inside was this....
It was like a hug from beyond.
...and I know I am not alone.
Thank you Michele.
I can't tell you how much this helped me today.