“Connections”

in having friends
you need to BE a friend

back when I was using drugs
a “connection” was my supplier
NOW it’s an invisible cord
woven together through conversations
while getting to know people

face to face
online
through text
and over the phone

there’s a difference between
knowing someone
and being known
and being known
takes conversation

Somewhat of a Mess Every Day

You know what the hardest part about losing Nathan’s presence is? I can’t “see” him every day. Yes, with technology, that’s possible, but he doesn’t have WiFi, and I can’t afford data for him, so even if he took a selfie every day, he wouldn’t be able to send it without data. (Thanks, iPhone!)

I know I’m whining, but my soul hurts, and I’m not sure what to do with that. Since he’s been gone, only a couple people’ve asked how I’m doing, but because I’ve never gone through this, I’m not sure if I’m handling it well or not.

All I know is…
I miss him.
I cry multiple times a day.
I haven’t found a very happy ending.
I feel less than as a mom.
I feel like years have been stolen.

But I don’t want to be so lost in feelings that I miss my time with Carolyn and Katie, so I plan to spend the rest of the day through my spirit.