I have always had something or someone to take care of and be responsible for, but now nobody needs me to do anything for them. I am limited to the actual "doing something" for someone and so it is a hard spot. Miss my Bitsy and her dependence on me. I need someone to talk to and tell my feelings to. So I find myself talking to "me." Did I do everything to help her get well? Yes I think so. That is little comfort. I think only time will dim my fresh and hurtful thoughts. Meanwhile, I looked to the heavens this morning and studied the clouds. They were racing and seemed unsettled. Rain is on the way. I say this every Spring, that it is having a hard time coming. But that is the way Spring is. Meanwhile, the Azaleas are blooming down below the Balcony. So faithful each year to bring cheer. Bring it on. I could use a healthy dose of it.
BETTY BOOP
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