Stuck on pause
Mr. Murdie,
Its those little things that make me sad. Like getting ready to go to bed tonight and its so hot…and how we would turn on the air conditioner…but this year you’re not here and so it didn’t get put in. I thought by now things would be different…better. I still feel like you’ll be coming home anytime now. I still feel on pause. Like I’m waiting for you to come back so my real life can resume. I still find myself crying on the way home from work, or while eating dinner…always from McDonald’s or Wendy’s. I don’t cook anymore…what’s the use. I haven’t done a proper grocery shopping in months. Every once and a while I’ll get food for a meal, but mostly I eat out. Its not even more expensive than grocery shopping…just meals for one.
I did ride my horse tonight…and for a bit I was on cloud 9. It’s almost ten pm and I don’t want to go to bed. I don’t want to get up in the morning. I don’t want to go to work. I don’t want the cycle to go on. Nothing I can do to stop it though. A friend of mine said to tell myself every night, “I made it through another day”… And I did. And tomorrow I will again. and again. and again. Sorry, just not feeling the up beat. Life can sometimes seem so redundant and pointless.
I still do love you babe…
2 years ago