to have your heart…
Category: My Writing…
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The Confetti of Life
I spent this weekend with my parents in Hurst helping them move my Grandmother into their new smaller house. With all of us kids gone, there was no reason for the 5-bedroom monstrosity in Bedford. It is time for them to think of retirement and to think of time better spent than cleaning the monstrosity. But with my grandmother moving down from her own house in New York I felt a loss. A loss that I wanted to share with no one until today.
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A letter to
Sometimes I write, not what I should, but what I need to write. Maybe it just comes from the soul, my heart. But I need to let my soul loose sometimes. Maybe I just need to tell you something…
A letter because I can’t vocalize my feelings…
to my next wife, whoever she is.
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I’m a giver, so sue me.
The more things stay the same the more they change. I look forward to these days of insanity where I do the best I can with what I have and hope what I have is what I truly need.