Wednesday, December 05, 2007


A friendship that means a lot to me is in transition, entering a new phase, becoming something different, perhaps less of what it was, I don't know - I'm not sure. When I asked why, the comment was - "it's my choice, Debra". Little-by-little I try and let go of my want of that friendship. It's terribly hard at times - I miss it. But, it's the tone of voice, the inflection around my name, that I hear when the words "it's my choice, Debra" are echoing in my head as I lie awake at 4 a.m. that I'm in want of letting go of most.

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