I’m still kinda bereft of words lately and yeah I’m hoping that one of these days, I’ll find my mojo somewhere.
Anyway, and in the mean time, here is something from two years ago.
And this is me telling you (in case you find yourself in the same situation) — that things really do pass.
And they change, people change, all for the best. 😊
she missed him the way she would look for coffee in the morning —
maybe he was happier without her
she did not want to stop when she told him she would
perhaps she understood differently