Sunday, June 16, 2013

Raindrops or teardrops? It's all the same to me.

Somehow I ended up there; after a long night that had put a consistent strain on my emotions. I spread out my blanket on top of the soft green grass then collapsed upon it. I had a book in my lap, and from it, I read aloud. He's been gone since 2005, but I still like to visit him. I still like to plan little dates with him. And as far as I know, he loves it when I read to him. But I think maybe he just likes when I visit.

He's the very best listener. I threw the book aside and just started talking to him. And before I knew it, I felt little droplets of water on my legs. Some of them were from the sky, but some of them were from my eyes. Today is a really hard day.


I am so grateful for the love I have in my life. I'm so grateful for supportive friends. I'm so grateful that no matter what I'm going through, I don't have to endure any of it alone. I don't know where on earth I'd be if I didn't have them.

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