by Sweeter
I just read this tonight from a woman in her 70s who still thinks about a man from her 20s. She gave advice to someone who is waiting for the day she stops thinking of her love: “You’re asking the wrong question. It’s not about getting over and letting go.”
“It’s about honoring what happened,” she said. “You met a person who awoke something in you. A fire ignited. The work is to be grateful. Grateful every day that someone crossed your path and left a mark on you."
xxoo yours
I am so incredibly grateful. There is a place in my heart that has not stopped smiling. In my worst moments it is smiling. I have all the "I wish" moments that won't happen but the smile is shining through.
I think I understand why men were so scared of witches. I feel like she used magic on me because I can not control myself when I think about how wonderful she was (and I hope still is).
There are no words...
Tangled up in blue - on my bad days
Touch of grey - on my funny days
Sweeter - on my good day
Did you get to hear it live?
Xoxo always
Sang my heart out for both of us - mostly smiles, a few tears, a lot of booty-shaking. Just happened to be wearing the shirt to bed tonight...and loved your comment. My life looks v v different than before but I am smiling more now. I am sure you will see it again someday.