this is me
so long ago
I dare not
count the time.
Twelve years ago today, Michael killed himself.
I'm not angry any more.
No one else should be either.
Be glad I didn't lose my smile forever.
Be glad there are people in my life who do not
hesitate to let me know they love me.
Be glad that I can let those people know that I
love them back.
Be glad that I still believe my life is worth living.
I look forward to the next breath and the next day.
However many of those there will be, I will be glad
to have lived them all.
14 comments:
And a damn fine smile it is too. Throw a few extra ones out into the universe today simply because you can. Be well darling.
Ah, hope, faith, life, and love. I take it this is what sustains us where bread cannot? Feast well, time moves so fast and this meal will be over before you know it. I like trying a little rhubarb smile, a taste of strawberry grins, and definitely the ribeye laughs.
I am quite sure there is more to eat and more time than you might know, in some odd ways. I am so pleased to see your spirits digging into the futile soil of life!
Hola Jean
We are both alive to fight another day. And that my friend, is God's true blessing.
Gosh you're adorable! Then and now. Your spirit and resiliance are an inspiration, and a darn good example.
Keep it up, girlfriend. :)
Glad you are here and still smiling.
It brightens the world and makes it worth getting up in the morning.
Thanks Darlin'.
the smile a bit more guarded now
than from so many years ago.
Good you're relaxed a bit,
so your friends can tell you so.
We do love you gal, a friend true and stead
and all of that poetry we loved as we read
Thanx for being there.
Your painful honestly....a rare treasure for those around you. Jeannie, I can't tell you how many times I've come to your blog out of habit, but left it feeling like there was something there... just for me...so many hurts...so long ago.
Do we learn as we go?
That pic looks like the girl in Mrs. Anderson's class whose hair I used to pull. Was it you? ;)
It's great that wounds no matter how deep can eventually heal, even if they still add a bit of character in the form of a scar.
There are some days that many of us will never forget. But not dwelling on what happened on those days is conquering them.
Aaaaaaaanyway, may you never lose that great smile sweetie!
The smile is priceless, and still very cute.
Wish I could give you a hug.
You're like a fine wine, doll.
I love you much. ALL of you! ♥♥♥
... and you are doing a fine, fine job, ma'am.......
Eric
i love to see you smile!
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