Some days like these, when despite all my efforts, things don’t work out, for reasons unknown to me, and beyond my control to the extent I can imagine. I was weak this morning, unhappy, because I put my life and soul in to something. And people in positions of power, came and snatched it away. Not my work, not the acknowledgement- all that is still with me. But my confidence, my pride and my strength.
I’m still thankful. To mentors who stood by me. To friends who diverted my mind. To family, that didn’t call, because they knew I was constrained. And to you, my love…my life, for standing by me. For messaging me knowing I wouldn’t respond. For staying awake so you could try me later in my day. For still smilingly sleeping, though I wasn’t able to talk. For declaring you were angry for me. For softening entirely in your messages. For reminding me of a wonderful life of togetherness that beckons. For making me secure. For convincing me I was right.
I’m madly in love with you. Like I’ve never loved a man before. And I wouldn’t trade this for the universe and another half of it…
I’m going out with the girls for a drink. Some local Boston bar. My mind, my heart and my senses are with you. Thank you for helping me get through this day.
I'm listening to Sugarland, Stuck on you