...Sunday Coincidence Poem by Angie M..

I know this morning I swore, it's been a long time...and yes, it felt like defense...but it only made me happy for an hour, and I had forgotten the sadness and of course self-disappointment that would follow.

This evening there was a notification for a PA. Coincidental. Maybe a reminder, of efforts given, time taken...maybe the conversation I said I wanted. Not the same.

I know those, I know all of it...

The season changing built up. Of course it did...an abundance of opportunities. Trying to focus on the time spent rather than lost. I also know how he tried too, SE..and of course, it was appreciated.