July 13, 2012
Gimme a hand....
I went to sleep last night with the most clear picture of Dave's hands in my mind. Where a tiny freckle was, what his nails looked like, where he always had a callous. I'm not sure I've ever missed him as much as I miss him right now, during this time of turmoil in my own family. He would so understand. He would so be on 'my team.' I've begged him to show himself to me today, a million times. I've promised him that I wouldn't be scared if he did. I've seen two rainbows today. It's not enough. I need my teammate. I've felt so alone, and so abandoned. My house is disgusting, the bathrooms smell like the foul smelling nursing home I'm afraid to die in, and we have no clean clothes. But I just walked in, and found this in my in box. It's a hand up.
I don't even know what to say about this, except that I needed to read it today. I absolutely love this website, and this woman for extending her hand to me today, of all days, just when I needed it the most.
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