letting go
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It is time

pen and envelope
photo credit: Pink Sherbert

Dear Shelley,

OK, it has been a month now… I honestly am trying to get over this thing called, “panic.” I just don’t understand how someone so “together” could snap in a matter of weeks! I have tried to forgive and move on, even “burned a list.” I am writing a “bucket list” so I can have things I’d like to look forward to doing, and then DO them! I know I have a lot on my plate but it is OK, one day at a time… I just have to move forward, one day at a time.

I have so many friends, in person and on the net, which I have avoided not intentionally but it has just been “easier” to stay away then “talk.” I’m really not one for sharing allll of my life… Just bits and pieces… I never want to be “that friend.”

Anyhow, you know you have a lot going on… Lots good, some unresolved but trying to move on, OK Mr. Panic, can you please find comfort in someone else’s home or mind or wherever or however you hoped into mine, I’d really really like to move on.. I’m busy… and would like to get back to “living” my life!

Yours truly,
Shelley Ellen

Fish gotta swim, birds gotta fly… and so does that child of mine…

little bird on branch at dusk
photo credit: greg westfall

First smile..

First tears..

First word..

First cold..

First steps..

First friend..

First day of preschool..


First “A”..

First fight..

First kiss..

First dance..

First pageant..

First time driving… and first car..

Graduation from high school..

Bid Day=becoming sisters and the legacy lives on..

Graduation from college..

So many memories…

8330 days…

And it’s over in a heartbeat…

And now my little bird is ready to spread her wings and show the world how she can fly..

So proud of you Sarah, go on now..

fly to great heights!