Time goes on and life begins to settle. You think you are past the hardest conversations until you get a message from out of the blue…
“Oh My God! I’m So Sorry! I Just Heard”
These words come in a text message, a social media tag, in an email and, rarely, in a phone call. Mine came just a few minutes ago through Facebook. It’s one of those messages you don’t ever expect from someone you really never thought you’d hear from again and you dread reading it. To be honest I did really look at my phone and say to myself “What in Gay Hell?” That’s a movie quote from Too Wong Foo. Tin loved that movie and I use that quote more often these days. It usually gets a good laugh.
As if we are really friends with everyone we call “Facebook Friends”, there is a sharper edge to the knife when the person that reaches out is someone that never really thought much about others unless they needed something. They gush over just how wonderful your person was and how sad. I have little patience nowadays as I figure out what to do with my new unwanted freedom. I need to fill my abundant time alone with things that allow me to feel and process but not trigger the feelings like I’m back reliving “D” day. I need to focus on the essential things in life and their importance in rebuilding my foundation.
I know that there are those people who honestly do care and didn’t know because life pulls us together and apart. That message I would have been saddened by but not annoyed..
“How are you?”
How the Hell do you think I am? Seriously, why is this a question? Can we please all get together and write a comedy of all the things that make us roll our eyes, cringe, want to lay on the ground and, most importantly, want to just smack someone upside the head? Can we? All you bloggers are obviously writers so let’s start assigning Chapters! LOL! I have to joke and laugh because, if I didn’t, I would cry.
How am I? How am I? In all honesty, I can’t tell you because I haven’t had enough time to learn who I am…
