The Pictures of You

The pictures of you cause so much longing in me.  I long for those days to return.  I long for you to exist here and now in these days.  I long to see how you would look at the age of 17, nearly 18, years old.  I long to know if we would have fought…

Sometimes I Feel Like Smacking People

I know that’s not a very nice way to feel.   And honestly, I don’t even blame them for their normal-ness.  By normal, I mean missing a child who has went to college, missing a spouse who is on a business trip, missing someone who is still alive. Yes, I want to smack them. Because…