Yesterday was hard . . . even
harder than I imagined it would
be. Alas, handled it by imbibing.
Oh well; it is what it is.
Saying goodbye is always hard,
isn't it?! But, I was sooooo NOT
ready, even all this time later.
What I'm asking now would be,
"Do we actually have to say
goodbye? What is gained by it?
Is it really necessary?"
I still talk to my dad most days.
I notice when I'm praying or
meditating, I always end up
talking to my dad.
I'm not delusional. I'm not
pretending he's still alive . . .
I just have had no need to say
goodbye.
So Julie, I realized yesterday,
when that stunning butterfly
visited the circle, you are still
with us. We'll talk from time
to time . . . or rather, I'll talk
and you'll listen.
Missing you . . .
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