Sunday, February 15, 2009

the error of my ways

It's like stepping back in time, nothing has changed. In 3 years, the kids have grown taller. The house is a bit messier.

But the pictures still sit about. The cards on the fridge are exactly the same. My shampoo sits in the shower. My curling iron hangs off its hook. My blanket covers the bed. When will I go away?

The silence now between us is not from lack of conversation. It is anger. It is hurt. It is frustration. It is sorrow & it is regret.

Only regret that I wounded another, and so deeply, not regret that I left. Leaving was a good thing for me. I will never go back.

How do I help you to move on?

1 comment:

findingmywingsinlife said...

Wow, he still has all that down there???
That must've been weird....