Yeah, too much sitting around makes me think too much. I guess that was kind of an open letter to him. Certain things happen that remind me of him, and then it makes me sad. Yesterday, it was church. When I was having my crisis of faith the other year, he was the one that helped me through it. It makes me sad now when I go to church and think of him, that a man who could be so open and sharing about his faith could now be so closed and cold. I keep trying to let go, but it is hard.
Sorry, Just venting I guess. I have been composing Word files for months and months - sort of letters that never get sent. Now I'm starting an on-line journal, just so I can feel that I'm sending my thoughts "somewhere", since I can't send them to 'him'. I guess that mess spilled over into here yesterday :rolleyes:
"...your choice, is what to DO with the time that you are given."