Yesterday was the day I've waited for for so long. And yet it was a bit of an anticlimax. The service was beautiful, the choir angelic, and the building full of glorious stained glass windows telling stories of all my accomplishments. Yet, I still felt hollow inside. I know you are the only one I can share these feelings with. Everyone else can never see any sign of weakness or doubt. But you've been with me since the beginning, looked after me, lifted me up again every time I fell.
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