missingmyabby

I was doing so well. I took a nap when I arrived home from work today, I didn't even think that I'd fallen asleep. I was talking to Abby and she was just the same, then . . . in my dream, I saw...

First of all I'd like to thank everyone for your kind and encouraging comments. I started writing this mostly just to talk to Abby. I didn't know that others would read it, and I didn't care, and I...

Well, they left. Abby's best friend and her husband came too, to help with the clothes. I didn't mind them they seemed to genuinely want to help but Abby's annoying ass sister spent two days here...

I used to look forward to Fridays. The start of the weekend and we would work on our "projects" talk,laugh, and tease each other. Friday was our movie night, I used to look forward to it. I know Abby...

I think I'm proud of it. I just can't take all these little trivial things seriously anymore. People seem to think that every little thing that happens to them is earth shattering. I don't, I've been...

Crazy day at work today, I just can't seem to take these people seriously anymore, they get hysterical over every little thing. Someone tried to blame me for a problem that he had caused for himself....

I didn't realize that people would post comments here. I was surprised when I clicked on the wrong button and saw the comments on my journal entries. Sometimes I lapse into private conversations with...

woke up this morning to rain,sleet,and snow. had a bad day at work when I got out it was dark, cold and misting rain. Perfect that's just how I feel, dark,cold,and misty. Had TGIF chicken wings for...

Today was not a good day. I did a lot of running around. Some stuff for work, some personal. Took Abby's car and was listening to her tapes. Had to visit the lawyer to sign papers, talked about...

In our last few months Abby and I had a special song. Why it was special is a long and complicated story. The short version is that Abby couldn't believe that anyone could make such a beautiful song...

I watched a movie about a poet – KeatsPerhaps this is a poemperhaps not I spill my coffee on my handwarm and wet and fragrantIt runs down my sleevechilling and ickyThe leaves blow around me in...

Dearest,                        Sorry I’m late but I was in the hospital. I had some troubling symptoms so I called “The Voice of Doom”. He decided it was serious enough...

Dearest,            Maybe I don’t like these quiet Sundays. Maybe they’re not good for me. Maybe I should keep my butt so busy that I don’t have time to think. Thinking may not be so...

Dearest,            I’m sorry that I’ve been away so long, things have been quite chaotic without you. I so desperately need you. I have no one to tell of my everyday adventures and...

Dearest,            Saturday I was in the process of putting the garden hose out and I got to the point of turning on the outside faucet, down in the cellar. As I walked toward the...