Ode to an invisible friend:
It appears in all aspects of my life.
Misunderstanding good intentions.
Misunderstanding bad intentions.
Days measured in credits…so many gained, despite being unused.
Staying with someone who would be better off free.
Being a wife for too many years.
Giving up being a wife…selfishly.
The young lives I cherished but took for granted.
Straying from a faith that served me well.
Missing out on time that a close two weeks could never make up for.
Looking for love when I didn’t know what love was.
Missing out on love…when that love only comes from Family.
I know regret. It does exist – it is real and tastes like bile. It plays on repeat in my mind all day. All attempts to stop the spinning end up leading to more regret.