It's been 14 years, and I know he is always there, and yet I will always miss him until the day I can be with him again. And I believe with all my heart that I will someday. And you will too. Peace.
You snuck in a blog post, you sneaky blog sneaker you. Cool.
You know what's the gol-damnedest thing? I'll explain this feeling wrong... but I keep accidentally remembering that he actually *was* there. Everything too familiar: the long drive in the cold, plenty of gin. Arguing + listening to jokes till all hours.
Logging you in...
I hope you all sang "The Wild Dogs of Kentucky."
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ReplyDeleteIt's been 14 years, and I know he is always there, and yet I will always miss him until the day I can be with him again. And I believe with all my heart that I will someday. And you will too. Peace.
ReplyDeleteYou snuck in a blog post, you sneaky blog sneaker you. Cool.
ReplyDeleteYou know what's the gol-damnedest thing? I'll explain this feeling wrong... but I keep accidentally remembering that he actually *was* there. Everything too familiar: the long drive in the cold, plenty of gin. Arguing + listening to jokes till all hours.