Friday, October 15, 2010

sometimes.

Sometimes.
I feel so sorry for myself.
The grass is greener on every other street.
But not mine.

My heart is empty.

And then I remember.
For almost 10 years. I had the joy. the pleasure. the love.
Of a boy named Michael.

And for that moment.
My heart is full.

4 comments:

Karen said...

He is not forgotten. Sweet boy. Thinking of you also.

Deni Krueger said...

I think of you and Michael and Stu all the time. Even from six thousand miles away. And it makes me smile.

Tammy On the Go said...

May that joy visit you more than they other

Kim said...

Ditto on Tammy's words!