I’m missing my friend Wally Smith this week. He passed almost a year ago. Wally was my best friend and confidante since I was 7. He was always there. He knew my entire history.  I’m not sentimental.  I’m someone who enjoys walking through life on my own and unpartnered, but I feel his absence. Yes, I have a boyfriend now and couldn’t ask for a better one, but there’s a special bond with someone I’ve shared my entire life’s history with.  Ah, it will pass. I observe the emotion when it moves through me, and I stay quiet until it passes.  And it passes.  “The cycle of grief has its own time table. Until that cycle is honored and completed we are moving along life’s path with an anchor down.” ~Ann Linnea, Deep Water Passage.
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