it’s stunning to me that after all of these years, I’m clearly still reeling from this loss, very hurt, and still way more vocal than I should be. Nine years, a heart attack, two job losses later, and many years of living off of the charity of others, and she’s still the one that hurts me.
He walked past me without so much as an acknowledgment of my presence, and proceeded to give his wife a passionate, deep and long kiss. I felt a little bit uncomfortable, in fact, and as I began to wonder if I should just let them have their privacy and leave, he broke, turned to me and introduced himself.
This news joins the news that my father had passed away this year. A few years ago, I had learned that my mother died, the same year in fact that my dog died in the summer. The summer before that my divorce was finalized and the year before that I lost my cat and my wife threw me out wanting said divorce. Two years before that, in the greatest tragedy of them all, in the summer I married her.
I have no idea how I am going to deal with this, but my dreams make it clear that there are still issues for me to work out, and I can promise you that my friends will be important as I do so.
I can feel sorry for myself since I’ll never have these things again, or I can feel sorry for those who will never experience them at all. I’m always sorry when good things come to an end, but that doesn’t mean that I can’t appreciate having had the experience.
for what it’s worth, I’m proud of my friend, and I’m proud of each and every one of you making sacrifices this year. You are not making these sacrifices for yourself, but rather, to protect others. Jesus didn’t sacrifice for himself; he sacrificed for the sins of others.
People tell me that they are impressed with me, but I don't see it. There is nothing here that is impressive, just a shell where a man once lived
Nobody should have to stand alone, and yet we all feel as if we do on occasion. Even if they need to be alone, make sure they know that they are never really alone.