Starting over... but not, at 57. I could see this at 75, but 57 is wrong. It's like starting over, but I've already done all the important shit... Get a degree: check Find my soul mate: check Marry my soulmate: check Buy a home: check Have beautiful children with soulmate: check Plan for retirement with soulmate: in progress Pay off mortgage: check Then... you died... Now, I have a house, two daughters, two dogs... and no you. What now?
Gotta love a Monday morning. It's raining - still. Facebook changed their interface - again. I spend too much time there anyway - fake lives, virtual friends. Many days, especially on Facebook, I feel Satan soaring into the lead. Call it Evil, if you don't buy into religion. By the way, you don't need to TELL me you don't believe in God and/or Satan. We're divided as a nation - Democrats versus Republicans, Pro-Choice versus Pro-Life, Believers versus Atheists, Race against Race, Nation against Nation, Man against Woman. Sometimes I think we're less civilized today, 2013, than ever before in history.
Today is hard; yesterday was hard... life, in general is hard now, baby. I miss you so much. Today I was wandering around looking for your phone. The battery had died and I got stuck listening to your Voicemail Message. And I asked for a sign. The irony as you know is the sign I used to have on the door until it got faded and worn and I took it down to redo it. Basically, go away. We don't need anything and we already know Jesus.... So, twice now when I've asked specifically for a sign, He's sent the angel Connie. Connie is beautiful inside and out. I'm sure she feared for her life the first time she came by. ... I asked for a sign. And He sent you.
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