Wednesday, November 21, 2012

I. Am. Thankful.

While it was a year of twist and turns, I cannot help but look back and be thankful for everything and everyone in my life. I cannot help but be thankful for how everything was able to fall back in line and/or piece itself back together. I may not have known what the picture on the puzzle would be, but I can say this, I wouldn't have it any other way.


My dad went into the year with cancer and is coming out of it cancer-free. I am soooooo thankful and grateful for this. He is one of the leading men in my world and forever my hero. It was such a scary time, but my true friends were there for me through it all. Stopping over, checking in, calling, etc.


I followed my heart and am back with the most wonderful man in the world - one who doesn't judge and truly loves me for me. It took a year of uncertainty and stupidity (on my part) to get back to this point, but we're stronger and more in love than ever. I am so blessed to have him not only as my future husband, but my best friend. It's truly an amazing and beautiful time in my life.



I learned the meaning of friendship. I learned what I thought was true, really wasn't. I learned that no matter how much you think you know someone, a dark side may be lurking that can only be set free by someone just as dark. And when it is released...Their true colors show. Best learning experience of my life.It went to reinforce the bonds I have with the people who are nearest and dearest to me. Grandpa Joe always said if you can count your true friends on one hand, you're lucky. Now take two away...you're still lucky. So wise.



Regardless of it all. I am just so thankful and grateful for my life and where it's at/how it's going/the people in it/what the future holds.

Thursday, November 08, 2012

I saw you...In an orange grove

I had a dream about you last night. I got to ask you all the things I've wanted to ask you. I got to say all the things I wanted to say. While you may not have given me all the answers, it was at least nice to get to talk to you again. At the end, where we left our conversation, I started kicking myself in the ass because I didn't tell you the thing I wanted to most. I miss you. I woke up and tried to will myself back to sleep just so I could get that tidbit in...but it didn't work. Maybe one day it won't be a dream? In a another life, brotha.