You know how sometimes you stumble upon something that just bangs your heart like a gong and your whole body shakes with the ringing of it’s truth? That happened to me this morning. I saw this video, this beautiful poignant video that makes me pause and think – two things I don’t do very often.
Sometimes a gal – ok THIS gal – needs to stop and spend a little quality bonding time with my closest confidant: me. Not that I would trade any of my wild and crazy gallivanting with the Glitter Gang Bangers nor the bevy of bridal ballyhoo that has and will continue to fill my August. Sometimes I just have to let go and revel in the madness…and the copious quantities of alcohol…and ignore that quiet nagging in the back recesses of my mind that chants in a sing-song voice, “You’re forgetting something.”
But it’s nice to remember there’s a reason I start to feel a little off, a little disjointed, a little sentimental. I miss someone. Me.
And I know that isn’t exactly the point of the poem, but it serves as a reminder to me of how much I genuinely enjoy being alone. Regardless, I think it’s beautiful. So here you go.
Thanks for the link, Tara.