There are little things even today that catch my breath in a paralysis of remembrance -sometimes sad, sometimes joyous – of the still palpable loss of Jaymz. There are the plates from a trip to Greece I never took on the kitchen wall, because they were from his trip, on his kitchen wall. There are …
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Team Award Speech
(I nominated my two IT colleagues at work for team of the year, and happily they won. However…HR forgot to mention I had to give a speech at our all-staff meeting about why I nominated them until the night before. Both being quiet men, praise is uncomfortable for them. This was the result. The colors …
First Impressions
His pic -three-quarter view – Studies seriously something off-camera A kind face with a few curls struggling free of product and placement His profile – Three quarter paragraphs – Speaks simply, stirring within: Approachable, articulate, artistic Three reads through I say hello He’s standing Uncaring of a crowd around him, they diverge around …
Thoughts before my birthday
Tomorrow I will really be mid 40s, and you know what? I realize I’m good with that. It’s been overall a really good year, and a good decade of life thus far. Oh, there are things I would still change in my life, those ‘if I knew then, what I know now’ moments, but I …
Eight years gone
My dearest Squish; Eight fucking years. Hell, baby, I thought I wasn’t going to get to 8 hours, 8 days, 8 weeks without you. I know you come around sometimes. Thanks. It does keep me going at times, when I need that little reminder that it wasn’t all in my head, and what we had …
As always, the 3rd is for hate
I hear you there in the dark spaces, screaming of what you would do if let out of the carefully compartmentalized corners I have placed you in. You raged loose at the world threatening that if you could not have all things beautiful than no one could, oh the hateful things I have heard you …
Fergus
My heart aches this morning for a friend who’s life ended in a case of car versus pedestrian. I had seen the article in the paper of the unnamed victim, a brief ‘how sad’ moment before turning to the next story. Fergus has – had – been a constant in my life for over twenty …
Denouement
They lie you know, when they say time heals all. Time can make it a bit easier, but some wounds are always like an abscess of the soul that can never be properly drained and cleaned and healed. There are days where things are a blur I don’t bother to focus on. But the sounds …
Letting Go
Picture two people on a cliff, one clinging to the other off the edge. Now you say to me “just let it go” I wonder if I am the one hanging, Or the one holding? But I’ve just let go so we will see What will be the impact? Have I saved or sacrificed …
A Voice to Love & Doubt
Can I not try again? And again, and again if needs be! My Love lies dead on a shelf, the ashes of Once Was. Once Was is not the story of Right NOW. And my Love loved freely, secure in our love for each, to carry us past this life and into one where there …
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