Bother

Why does it bother me so much, and why does it still hurt? I’m not trying to interfere, meddle, or obstruct. Maybe I shouldn’t impose my values on you, or ask you try to restore connections when I only know things from my point of view. But where is the man who bought me these…

Music Fridays: Better Days

I almost forgot it’s Music Friday! I first heard this song a week or two ago on one of my suggested Apple Music playlists that I listen to while working or cooking. Then I heard it again on the inauguration special the other night and I decided it would be my music selection for this…

An Open Letter

You know who you are. You’re someone who I used to call “friend.” You were his friend, or family, first, but we were friends too, weren’t we? I made a mistake, though. I reached out to you in frustration and vented too much. I said things that weren’t nice. It’s not my usual style. I…

Lost

He got lost out there somewhere, my best friend,the one I could talk to day or night,sharing all my secret fears and dreams. He wasn’t perfect by any means, but of course, neither was I.We didn’t agree on every little thing, except where it mattered.I’m pretty sure we valued the same important things. We were…

Thanksgiving Ramblings

Last night as I brushed my teeth and prepared to go to bed, I had some ideas for a blog post, possibly a Thanksgiving-themed post. I even had a few lines drafted in my head. Rather than going to the laptop or putting those thoughts down somewhere, however, I crawled into bed hoping I would…