Overtime life changes, friends come and go, and sometimes things don’t always go the way you plan for them to. For example, it has been a year and one month since my Mom passed. My father has remarried and he now has a new daddy’s girl and what hurts the most is that I miss him and have not seen him in 7 months. We were two peas in a pod, now we are like oil and water – we just don’t mix. I don’t know if it is his new wife or what, but it is a hard pill to swallow. I need a mortar and pestle to grind that one up. Through it all there has been a shining light. My sister and I are 9 years apart and due to the difference in age, I believe that it has taken adulthood for us to really appreciate each other. She is my rock and reminds me so much of my Mother. I believe that our relationship is what keeps me strong… The wine is beginning to taste a lot better. The relationship between friends even fluctuates – sometimes you talk for a while and then there is a long pause leaving you to think, “What happened? Was it me?” The answer – it is neither of the two. Everyone is just sipping or letting their bottle of wine age at their own pace. Love from a distance but check in periodically. One of my great friends, Niki Turner and I don’t talk very often (a low maintenance friendship) but when we do, the love is there and it’s like we never skipped a beat. She came to visit me and it just filled my heart with joy. We didn’t do much but we had a great time.
My journey is not unlike anyone else – the only difference is my wine taste different and my bottle ages at a different pace… It’s called life.
Just like my hair is free, I am learning to let go and live life. Try it… You just might like how your wine tastes.
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