Hers is the face I can’t forget. Hers are the tears I will always see in my mind’s eye. Hers are the loud, racking sobs that will echo in my ears. I will never forget holding her Trying to wish away the mind-numbing pain. I will never forget hearing her…
55-Fiction on Sunday? Who knows? It could become a habit. 😉 And before I knew I had hit ‘send’. I experienced disbelief at my decision. Then a sense of loss and finally relief. It was time to let go. Yes, we had had good times. But I didn’t need him…
Voices, opinions Come flooding in “You should have done this…” “You could have done that…” “Why didn’t you say this?” “How could you say that?” “You can’t do that!” You know what the truth is. You know what’s right. The signs speak louder than words. And your heart speaks clearly…