It’s not that I’m afraid of the new trails ahead, it’s just that all of the trails we shared are behind me.
Tag Archives: memories
Birthday
Yesterday was a wonderful day. Texts and fb posts, and a Texas Roadhouse birthday dinner. It was great, and even though I knew it couldn’t happen, I still watched for that one text I always get every year.
Gritty
It feels like this for me. I’ve become so used to grief, that I can’t help adding it to everything. It’s gritty and sometimes bitter, but it’s familiar.
I Feel You 