Next week is my mother’s funeral. I’ve been mourning for the past two weeks and I’m ready to move on. But that can’t happen until next week. I love my mother and hopes she found peace. I can’t until the funeral. I don’t know what hurts more, her passing or having it drag out forContinue reading “So it’s set.”
The bartender says “we don’t serve your type here”. Ha, a writing joke. I’ll be here all week ladies and gentlemen.
I seem to be on a rant. My mother’s death is bringing up some emotions that are not conducive to a healthy mindset. I’m going to work on that.
– I don’t know. Why didn’t you ask me if I had any pictures of her? -I didn’t think you had any. -Me, the photographer, with two cameras and all the photo-editing software you could ask for, not have any decent photos? Like that one I sent you although I had to find out fromContinue reading “Why don’t you communicate with the family?”
…she said as she aimed the gun at his heart. That dirty lying heart he said he had given her. “Please, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean for it to happen.” “But it did” she screamed. “It happened and I hate you!” “But I love you” he said with all the sincerity he could muster. “IfContinue reading “I don’t trust you anymore…”
It’s true. You only get one. The one I got has just passed away and it’s left me feeling sad. And that’s right. So why do I also feel angry? Is it because I just found out that I was a mistake? As well as my younger siblings? Is it because my father had noContinue reading “They say you only get one mother.”
…your scooter stops running. I have a 150cc motor scooter and had the misfortune of having to ride it in the rain. Not that I wanted to, florida weather is completely unpredictable and localized. There I was with a choice: the road ahead was clear and would have gotten me home in due time, butContinue reading “When it rains…”
Back in my younger days, say about 11 years, my friends Bobby and Tedarell, whom we called Teddy, and I would go exploring through the woods. Cuz that’s what kids do living in the country. School was out and the folks were at work, giving us plenty of time for whatever mischief we could get into.Continue reading “Here’s a sad story from when I was a kid”
I mentioned earlier how my mother was ailing. She’s not ailing anymore. She left us this morning. I don’t know what else to say, so I’ll leave it at that and hope that I can get through this.
…that I started telling a story in my earlier posts. I have to stop for a bit as theirs quite a bit of character development I have to do. If you’re like me you would have any new story idea completely written out in your head. And therein lies the problem. This tale has becomeContinue reading “You may have noticed…”