Reba Lenore’s Riff

It’s here again. The tenth of August. Every year I think, “maybe next year it will just fly by and I won’t notice”. Every year that turns out to be untrue. On this day 23 years ago, some of my dreams died, some of my hopes died, some of my joy died. On this day 23 years ago all of my innocence died and I began learning the true nature of pain.
Maybe next year I won’t notice.

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6 Comments

  1. leafstrewngirl said,

    August 10, 2013 at 12:33 pm

    My heart goes out to you.

    • witchyluck said,

      August 10, 2013 at 12:45 pm

      ty….for whatever reason, I just had to write a paragraph in acknowledgement or something. Hope Jo is better today!

      • leafstrewngirl said,

        August 10, 2013 at 1:32 pm

        Thank you sweetie. ❤

  2. ittymac said,

    August 10, 2013 at 2:06 pm

    Your grief touches us all. I wish there was something comforting I could say. The best I can think of is I’m glad it’s the eleventh today.

    • ittymac said,

      August 10, 2013 at 3:22 pm

      I meant to say, I’ll be glad when it’s the eleventh…


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