He text today.
Asked me where I've been and what I've been up to
and
for the first time
I could actually respond that I'm fine.
been busy,
doing well,
ain't been thinkin' about you.
You just don't know how it feels to be real
and not be faking the funk
to have healed
and be able to have a conversation and feel NOTHING.
No twinge of what could have been,
thinking about what should have been
and no regret or uncertainty.
Thank You Father!
