I would tell you I heard an old song today, 3 Doors Down: When I’m Gone. I’d tell you about the horrendous days I survived during my childhood. I’d probably share the silliness my sister and I got ourselves laughing at, for no reason.
I would tell you reality hit me, hard! I wore my hair down today. I wanted to feel pretty; so, I washed, dried, and straightened it. As I sit here, I look and see tints of silver!! 😳😳 I have no words.
If we were meeting for coffee, I’d tell you about my healing through my grief journey. We all experience grief; some of it just hits harder. I ordered a breathless photo, 18×24 in size, to hang in my room. It’s sudtle enough where I know the value behind it.
I would probably share the joy and somber feeling of my area. The heat has passed. It’s Autumn; which fills me with all sorts of thoughts and feelings.
If we met for coffee, I’d probably ask how you are, first.. Because, I don’t talk about myself unless you’ve asked. I’d probably hug you, too; I’m a hug person. I would certainly order a mocha cappachino. I’ve discovered my obsession with them, recently!
I would want to hear all about your week. I’d ask you a lot your family and job. I would want to know if there’s anything troubling you; because, in that friend who’d genuinely care.
For now, though.. My dreams of coffee dates are on hold. I must get my kids now that school is dismissing.
I hope you take the time to have coffee with someone this week. Time is the most precious gift.
With Love and Light,