Turned into one of THOSE days …
Started out a lovely cool, if not breezy morning with my ❤ …
We had a good 5k.
Back home, he worked on the basement and
I put my books in the new bookcase.
Then, a name not seen or thought about, sent me a message.
A ‘name’, because the person I knew then ..
but wisp of memory,
the person now .. I do not know.
Not because of the contact.
That was pleasant ..
and casual ..
and generic ..
and for that, I am thankful.
Sadness because of what has transpired in my life.
Of what has been lost.
Memories of pain stirred always bring fresh pain.
::Sigh:: This too shall pass ..
Now Im drinking a dark red, listening to soft country,
watching my ❤ in the garden, and feel whole ..
and good ..
and in the next breath ..
the very next breath ..
that tear will dry ..
and that headache will subside a little more.