Whew. I’m glad that’s over. Glad to see you Feb 15.
I have decided that I don’t like February anymore. Well, I don’t like it at the moment, and isn’t how you feel in any given moment to dictate how you see life? No? Hmm.
Grief sits in my chest like so many hot rocks. Not the soothing kind that people put on your skin to warm away stress, but the horrible, heavy, suffocating kind.
I watched a movie last night that made me miss my old friend. I wonder if she watched Lady Bird if she would also miss me. Life is sad sometimes.
Another birthday came and went. That happened Sunday. The train wreck of thoughts and emotions that just happened keep me from saying much else about it. So, moving on.
I miss my sister. Also a reality I can do nothing about. So, onward.
Life in bullet points. Intriguing thought, although not likely. (note to self, learn how to spell intriguing) I’m sure the choking will subside eventually and the words will come back in all their longwinded glory.