boy...sometimes the old spaces where we used to walk creep up...sneak up...on me. they catch my heart by surprise. one of the tough aspects of their resurfacing is having to remind myself that i really don't have permission to walk there anymore. thus, choosing not to be there...because i have to....ugh, it's tough. sometimes that means watching someone(s) suffer, wanting to offer support, but not being able to... why does life have to be so complicated sometimes??
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