Saturday night. My childhood best friend and her daughter just left for the night. Rain is lightly plinking on the window panes. Fire is going, cinnamon-scented candles are burning. Music is serenading in the background. The Christmas tree is up for the season, lights twinkling. My thirteen year old is downstairs, Heavily involved in a…

I struggle between wanting to reach out and needing to let go.  You didn’t show up for me. That is a deal breaker. It made my heart sink like the Titanic.  But we are all human, and you were doing your best.  Where does that leave us? Your perceived thoughtlessness was my earthquake.  There is…

Shadows dance around truth like puppets mimicking realness. Your deepest insecurities supposedly hidden, cloaked by your charisma, your talent, your showmanship. But deep beneath that facade, that mask, moldy with age from no exposure to light is the real you. Your jokes, your intelligence, put on display like your music…in order to build your ego…

Old nostalgic places Haunting me as I step. A bar where we sat. A restaurant carrying your name. The dive you played. The corner where the cold seeped in Much like it’s doing today. Reminders everywhere I look, flapping erratically all around me like bats. The difference a year makes, I am not the same…