It is time to pick my things back up and return to my quiet little lot. I swept up the dregs where you have been, straightened the sheets and smoothed the sofa where we have been in repose for the past three weeks. These rooms feel so still. Even the cat lays on the windowsill, looking for your funny face. After nearly two years you would think that the departure would get easier. Even though I know what emotions to expect, the tears always find their way to my eyes. I know you think you look silly in this photo of us, but I love your half-open mouth and hand-in-pocket pose.
On the topic of this blog. I have decided not to make it private. I have nothing to hide. Whoever wishes to read my little corner of the internets is welcome to. And sorry for neglecting to keep this updated...now that I have the time to be alone, Im sure I'll keep this thing up-to-date.
3 comments:
You both look so great!
I love you both.
I am glad you kept it open. I liked reading your thoughts and seeing your outfits. :)
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