Coming home from droppin' Andrew off at his father's.. It doesn't feel like a home w/o him. Everything around me is a memory of him. I miss him terribly. I get to see him 3 nights & 4 days now, believe me, I am grateful, but it hurts. Thank God, I'm using this pain as determination to continue moving forward. But I definitely miss having him here. When he isn't here, I don't want to be here. I would rather be anywhere else but here. I can't even sleep well without him here. I would be so exhausted some nights, where my eyes burn so badly!! All I could think of is getting home & going to sleep. I arrive, close my eyes & still lie awake. When I get ready for work, he isn't near me to help me get my shoes, to tell me that he will miss me. As I clean up, he isn't there to get in my face to just smile hard. Ahh. Anyway here's what's on my side of the mirror (I share it with my brother).. I got some artwork done by Davida.. holla at her, keep her busy ArtByDavida@yahoo.com. She's the best. She just sent me another card, I love it!! Wow. Art inspires me. Ehh, soundin' cliche.
1 comment:
aw!
wow you have that jennifer thing i did with gel pens in like middle school! or was it h.s.? anyway, dang u still have it
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