Think I'm doing good - not!
Just when I think I am doing good, something happens to put me down into the dark hole of despair and grief. I don't know what happened on Sunday but I have been down in the dark hole of despair/grief. I have not gotten out of that hole. Everything that happens to me now just makes me all that much sadder or angrier. I am one angry woman. I don't always take it out on my brother Don.
1. I am trying to get resumes out a day, getting interviews but not getting abite
2. Think I have fully grieves for Smokey but I think you go into a lesser grief but it is still grief including anger
3. Are there any good men out there? One guy Bill I liked was not into me. Another guy that I don't like and am not attracted to, hit on me. It is another page of writing on this one. Let me just say it is not reciprocated for Willy, a BC Hydro guy who I met yesterday.
4. Then there is Ian, a Legends patron, who I sat at his table yesterday. I am not sure if he is looking at me in an interesting way or not but I just want to be friends. He is retired, looks really old, is bald and we have chatted for brief moments. I am not trying to lead anyone on and am just myself which is friendly.
I miss Smokey so very much and there is no one like him out there in this big beautiful world of ours. How can there be when God made only one of him? From the first time I met Smokey, he was kind, nice, honest and good. It never changed.
From Diane who misses Smokey greatly and probably always will
1. I am trying to get resumes out a day, getting interviews but not getting abite
2. Think I have fully grieves for Smokey but I think you go into a lesser grief but it is still grief including anger
3. Are there any good men out there? One guy Bill I liked was not into me. Another guy that I don't like and am not attracted to, hit on me. It is another page of writing on this one. Let me just say it is not reciprocated for Willy, a BC Hydro guy who I met yesterday.
4. Then there is Ian, a Legends patron, who I sat at his table yesterday. I am not sure if he is looking at me in an interesting way or not but I just want to be friends. He is retired, looks really old, is bald and we have chatted for brief moments. I am not trying to lead anyone on and am just myself which is friendly.
I miss Smokey so very much and there is no one like him out there in this big beautiful world of ours. How can there be when God made only one of him? From the first time I met Smokey, he was kind, nice, honest and good. It never changed.
From Diane who misses Smokey greatly and probably always will
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