I always feel like I have a great things to say...and then when I actually go to write them down...it seems that words fail me. I am never quite sure what it was that was so "burning" that it had to be verbalized...
Today, I was at my place of empolyment, and I was cleaning all the drawers in my patient rooms when I thought of something. Oh my word...in about six weeks I will be leaving. To go far away. It was sort of sad because we have become more than co-workers...we are friends. It sort pained me to think that I would leave them....and that I would be replaced. No one likes to think that they are replaceble.
Yesterday I went to the Higginsville fireworks show with two good friends. There was a live band that covered only Beattles songs. Everyone was sitting out on the grass with their lawn chairs, and I was content....sitting in between my friends, with the damp grass beneath my toes and a cool breeze flowing. It was nice. It is werid when you realize contentment. It just sort seems to appear out of the blue....like it is something that you have been striving for, but only attain when you let it go.
I miss my family. It always seems werid when I am the only one left here. It makes me feel like I have to be strong....
I hope that when I am old...I still like to watch fireworks....
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mish i am sure that you will still love fireworks when you are old and gray. I know what you mean about having great things in your head but somehow when you try to say them it comes out all wrong. love you my little tookers-Shalom
Mish, if you've got some "great things to say" then let's hear it the next time i ask "so wats up?"...=D
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