Monday, October 01, 2012

I Made It

I waited almost too late, but I made it.

It was beginning to get dark and it's been drizzling and raining most of the day.

The vines and underbrush had grown up and it was a bit difficult to recognize the exact spot. Fortunately, the grass at the edge of the road had been mown so I didn't have to deal with that.

But, with a little searching, there it was - the little white cross I nailed to the tree on the first anniversary.

It's been four years.

How do I feel? A bit frustrated with myself for waiting so late in the day. A little bit lonely (revisiting those places and memories has that affect on me). A little like there's something missing.

Although love has once again become a part of my life, and I know that someone else very special cares for me, she is not forgotten.

Once again:

In Memoriam... Donna Dickson, December 18, 1961- October 1, 2008

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