This week has been memory week. The strongest memories seem to be the simplest things.
Tag Archives: love
Reach
Yesterday was difficult. I felt like I spent the day reaching for something, a feeling, a memory, an answer of some kind. I don’t think I got there.
Happy Birthday
As far as I can remember, Michael and I haven’t celebrated a birthday physically together as adults. Our interaction has been limited to funny texts and a phone call. I missed those texts today.
I Feel You 