258 days….

I seem to be stuck in a funk at the moment.

The “forever” part of you being dead is really getting to me.  I wish  the science part of my brain would stop fighting with the spiritual part of my brain.  It comes down to me believing but still needing proof that you can hear me…. and ongoing proof at that.

I need a win somewhere right now.  With work finally being clear about my prospects for next year, or with GC and P coming good with the promise of fixing the boards on the verandah.

I need you really.

I miss you.

I love you.

I need you.

XA

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