“Where there is love and inspiration, I don’t think you can go wrong.”
– Ella Fitzgerald

Unless you count missing your friend’s celebration. It was all planned. There was no forgetting. It was to be a celebration of her, the hearts she warmed and the newness of moving on. When my phone rang and I heard her on the other end, “you’re supposed to be at my party.” My heart sank. What was I thinking? Where is my sense? I feel raisin.

I could go on and on about the past 10 days or so, but it would not be a fitting excuse. I let my friend down. I’m going to feel this moment, soak it in, let it swirl around until I get it.

Heathertoo I miss you and I’m sorry.