Today at work I struggled with a decision of my heart. I bounced off friends but really knew my plan from the start. Driving my mind raced about a friend who said I’m his motivation. I helped with something simple but he showed admiration. I hear the Floacist words, “They will be better because they’ve known you.” He is just a good friend that is there for me and often calls me Boo. Arriving home I sat in the parking lot dancing in my car. I thought of my Grandma Davis which seemed a little bizarre. You see, my Grandma died on the 25th this month 3 years ago. She would be 101 years old and never have I seen her temper blow. I smile thinking of how beautiful she was then I thought of me. I’ve been told I’m beautiful inside and out like a sweet honeysuckle tree. As I anticipate a snow day, I think of all I plan to do. Of course I would love to snuggle and giggle it through. I got my Tate’s cookies and projects to complete. So I guess the other desires will take a backseat.
Posted on: Mon, 27 Jan 2014 23:51:08 +0000
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