Road of life is paved with dead squirrels who couldn't make a decision.

The fire is out in the hopium pipe

There was always a glimmer that would pop into my heart. He hadn't married the AP and the divorce was finally final almost 6 years ago. Maybe he would acknowledge it was a mistake. Show up on my doorstep... I tried to put down that dam pipe but every so often I'd get a whiff of it's enticing smoke.

He died on Monday at 63 years old.

Maybe I can put a lot of things to rest. I had no interest in dating or meeting anyone. Went out to dinner one time with a gentleman. Just couldn't do it. That stinkin' vow kept popping into my head. Guess I can let that go and see where it takes me.

I was so hurt when he filed. I kept thinking how unfair. My life, built with him for nearly 35 years was ripped apart. Nobody shows up with casseroles when you get served like they do for a death. Well I am not getting casseroles now either. Obit says he was survived by his loving partner.

17 comments posted: Wednesday, June 17th, 2020

Songs to Quarantine By

Last week it was Don't Stand... Don't Stand So Close to Me!

This week it is: I Hear You Knock'n But You Can't Come In.

What you got? Who has an ear loop now?

(Week before last, mine was: Radio Active, Radio Active after having some medical tests and afterwards told I needed to isolate for a week)

16 comments posted: Tuesday, March 24th, 2020