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| Tuesday, October 24, 2006 |
| What’s Left Unsaid |
At what point is it too late to tell someone something?
Is it ever too late?
At what point are you better not knowing, or is it always worth knowing all the details?
I'm torn as to the answer.
What prompted the thought you ask, well I just found out some things that happened back at home when I moved to Utah back in the summer of 2000. It's 2006, late 2006 at that. Part of me wonders why no one else bothered to tell me about the things my mom went thru when I left, or the things she put others thru. The only reason I found out was because my Mom thinks her best friend is going to go thru it when her daughter leaves for Colorado this week. My situation and Her's is vastly different, but then again I haven't been living at home all 26 years of my life.
Actually I'd pick not knowing, cause I feel like shit knowing. It's not like I can do anything about it now, but still that feeling eats away at me on the inside. Or is it the fact that no one clued me in just as an FYI that bugs me. I know I wasn't in the best condition when I got back, but that was 6 years ago. Well at least my Dad and I will have something to talk about during lunch this week, that is if we don't get any tag-alongs.
I think it's hard for any parent to let go of their child, if it's their only child (like my mom's friend) or if you know they're making a mistake (my mom's point of view of my move). You can't keep your child from growing-up, I know I can't keep my daughter from growing though I've tried and she's only 5.
Hmm, now that I look back over what I wrote it really doesn't flow as smoothly as I'd hope. But alas my thoughts aren't coming out any other way. |
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| Sunday, October 8, 2006 |
| A Wedding Toast |
November 9th 1992 - Rock Creek Elementary Playground - morning recess - 3rd swing in from the right. The time and location where Melanie Francis Curran entered my life forever. Was it something in her voice or eyes when she approached the group of girls I was with simply to say, "Want to play?" That as a new student on my first day caused me to leave those I was with and never look back.
To this day I can't really explain it, however I know I'm not alone. In late August of 1997 Melanie would have this drawing effect on one other. Who would have guessed when these two meet at Hot Shots that night they'd end-up dating for 9 years to end up here. Making a vow to themselves and God to spend the rest of their lives together as one soul. A friend couldn't ask more for these two who I've had the joy of watching grow together over the years. My best friend for life, and the guy who became a best friend senior year. I know you'll share a lifetime of love together. Just don't forget to drop the rest of us a line now and then. |
| posted by Heidi @ 11:44 AM |
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