…to have something that makes saying goodbye so hard.” – A.A. Milne, Winnie the Pooh
I wrote a poem but I had to delete it and will post a picture or two instead as a reminder that not everything, especially loss, needs a poem to commemorate the moment.
But this is a little reminder that for the last 17 years, this adorable nugget sat next to my writing desk through every story and poem, and gave me nothing but joy and unconditional love…
after everything is said and done,
we’re alone so we might as well accept
the imperfect versions of ourselves as we grow
and know that behind all the posturing
and the bravado, there’s still so much
for us to learn
for even beautifying filters can only do so much
to hide the tears we cried the night before
and before we know it, we’re back
to feeling alone and unworthy,
forgetting how to pick ourselves up
from off the floor.
But we do–and we will–even if
we have to go through hell and back
to do it. For after everything is said and done,
we’re all stronger than we know.
we just have to get up, dust the dirt off our knees
and go.
I know what you’re thinking. Where’s my costume? Don’t all superheroes have one? Well, yeah. Unless they got roaring drunk after mistaking some recently dumped chick sitting on a ledge as a jumper. Afterwards, we hit it off, swapping stories about our exes over Yaëgermeiser. Then we figured, hey, why not? She was single, and so was I. Besides, I needed a break from saving the world. Who’d expect her ex to show up at her door with roses and chocolates? And me panicking, unable to find my costume, slipped his clothes on. Oh, the humanity! This is so embarassing.
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So how’s everyone doing this week? Me, I’m doing well, though I’m nervous about my manuscript being with Swoonreads and waiting for readers to rate it – the higher the ratings, the better its chances of getting reviewed by Swoon staff, and published by Feiwel and Friends, an imprint of Macmillan. In the meantime, that manuscript sits there for 6 months and there’s nothing I can do but wait. So I’m asking – if you’d like to be a beta reader for some romance novel at 86K words, please click the link and check out the final (to me) manuscript for Loving Ashe. Rate it, be honest, and maybe it’ll make it to Swoonreads desks for publication.
Anyway, hope you all are having a wonderful week so far!
P.S. So that’s where this drabble went! This was meant to go with a drabble challenge back in January and I guess I ended scheduling it by accident.
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