They Walked Away
What do you do when your family, the people you love more than anything, walk away from you? How do you react, especially when you believe that there’s been misunderstanding, deception and skullduggery? How do you process that tsunami of emotions; the sadness, hurt and anger? What do you do with those feelings of helplessness and despair…? I’ve started this story a dozen times over the past two and a half years, wanting for some reason to try to capture the pain, to paint it on a surface where I might stare at it from a distance. Stare and maybe gain a little perspective, find a bit of understanding. I start writing but I always become overwhelmed. I become frustrated and bogged down. I stop. There’s just too much to say, so much I want people to know. Words I want to mail, words I want to recall. And sometimes I don’t want people to know anything. I just want to melt into the ground, to fall asleep and never wake up again. Then there’s the dream- that crazy premoni...