Good evening cross watcher! How was your August? Mine was hectic, mentally exhausting. I’m not even sure if you care about me anymore but thanks for checking up on me anyway, I do appreciate it a lot it tells me that this blog matters to SOMEONE. I see that “area code 619” was view a few times, an interesting story isn’t it? Can I cut to the chase and tell you another story that took place 3 weeks later?
Someone once told me that flowers make everything better, that it’ll brighten anybody's day… tell that to my mother who doesn’t like flowers. When they randomly and out of nowhere brought them over and told me that they were for her, not only did it surprise her but me as well. My mother accepted these flowers and said thank you, we had to dig up a vase from underneath the kitchen (didn’t know we had it) to put them up. When my mother revealed where she wanted to place them, that was when I kinda had a look into the future. She said that she wanted it placed next to my father’s urn, which is where she once told me that she wanted me to put her when her time passes. She wanted me to have my parents together one way or another and to see that was a little scary but bittersweet at the same time, it told me that no matter what my mom would be in good hands.
I know I’ve been having this weird tradition of doing things on the 9th lately but I was on vacation when the time came, I didn’t have the opportunity to finish this entry about right now. The anniversary of the ghosting, the documents, and the loneliness came about a year ago around this time. I don’t plan to return to that emptiness again, but just know that I’m okay right now. Not great but I’m okay, I don’t have much to complain about. I hope she’s okay, seeing that I have no animosity in my heart and don’t plan to either. I think that’s all I have to say for tonight, until we link again…. Rebuild yourself. Take care.
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