Journaling,
And today...today

I miss my stepson and stepdaughter so very, very much it Just. Tears. Me. Apart!

Seven months. No Contact. No response.

Which began - inexplicably - right after our usual-big-hug-I-love-you, I-love-you-too-see-you-soon goodbye in midwest city as I was leaving after my three hour see-new-granddaughter trip/visit.

Since that day, nothing. Except stepddaughter's "Gardener, Stop contacting me." email response to my New Year's Eve note/wish to all of them.

WTF did X - could X - have told them after I left that would make them do that? Just like that. After seventeen loving years?

This was a large part of this week's IC session. It's only right that I feel this way. They are in pain, too. I'll never know why. Never. But they'll be back someday, etc., etc.

My mind knows this.
But the heart - as always - lags.
And today it overwhems me.

And it'll be over, soon, and I'll be okay I know...

But f%^K. Just f%^k.

Last edited by Gardener; 06/05/10 01:48 PM.

Gardener

"My soul, be satisfied with flowers,
With fruit, with weeds even; but gather them
In the one garden you may call your own."
Cyrano deBergerac