Letting Go

and counting blessings. It what humans do. Letting go to the memories of 30+ years of friendship and the ability to pick up the phone and talk about them is hard. I remember after my Mom passed away, for about 5 years I would find myself reaching for the phone to get her opinion and the realization again, that she was gone. It's different with a friend, especially one that you shared confidences with, confidences that were hard to admit to yourself let alone another human, but you took that leap of faith and now you only have the memories. I don't know if you will ever see this and read it Sallie, but you broke my heart. I am finding it difficult to move on so I write about it here in this secluded corner of the web where no one other than I will ever see it. I am disappointed with myself I must note, that I even felt the need to write these thoughts down before sending them off into the nether.