Once.

Once.

“Once. He loved me. Once there was someone who truly loved me. As trite and cliché as it sounds the one thing that really got me through all these years sometimes is knowing that he loved me.”

“Who? G-G-”

“No child. Not your grandfather. He was someone before we met. Don’t get me wrong child your grandfather was a good man. But we were never passionately in love. And we both loved each other in our own way. What endured our relationship all those years was a strong underlying friendship. This man, Michael I loved him.”

“Tell me more.”

“He wasn’t like your granddad. That’s to be understood. No love affair is the same. Some are passionate. Some are lovely. And some end before they ever start. One thing is that they are without reason. Michael, he surprised me. Wasn’t like any man I ever met. A gentler, kinder man. More of a gentleman…”

“B..but…”

“I could hear that “but” before you ever got it out. Michael… couldn’t. The easy way to put this is that he never came home.”

“War?”

“Nothing like that. An accident.”

“Would you have married him?”

“Child, I don’t know that answer. That’s from a time that never finished itself. A moment in the past that can never be completed.”

“Huh?”

 “Whatever happened in the past pales in comparison to what is happening right now. That can not be recaptured. No matter how much you want it to be different there is no other way. I’m lucky to have had him in my life. We spent some of the sweetest moments of our life together and I’m glad he was there in my life. But I continued to have a sweet life with your grandfather. A life that was worth living because I have you.”

300. Once. The point of the past is to look back in good memory. If you can. It is best to live in the present moment rather than become haunted by the past. Although if you are haunted please realize you are never alone in that. When someone is coming out of it there is someone going into it. Have you ever heard that? Needless to say there is a way out and many hands reaching out to guide you. Grab one.

It’s hard to believe I’ve been producing 300’s for almost a year now. Lovely dare. The fun part. I’m compiling them for a larger purpose. Want to share, but going to hold back a smidge longer. Not going to say “soon.”  Anyhow, this particular piece has been setting in my ‘300’ folder for almost a year. It’s one of the earliest. I never mentioned which were the original ‘7’ did I? Hmm… Anyway, I am losing the battle today… sleep. enjoy your night & morning. Whichever finds you first. Enjoy. Kisses. m.