I have not made a whole lot of personal posts lately. I don’t think I’m going to use this blog for that purpose very much in the future. I’ve been very troubled of late, and I don’t think it’s the best idea to broadcast my personal issues to the entire networked world.
But I wanted to record something that’s been occupying my thoughts tonight. It’s 2003; nearly six years ago I met the greatest love of my life so far. She is a ferocious, determined woman who was not willing to let me go because of my personal faults. She decided early on to make me face my problems and she helped me get through them.
We were very happy together for a time. But eventually we realized that we were drifting apart, and we went our separate ways. We still stay in touch and she is still my best friend, but our relationship is not what it once was. It’s not what it might have been.
She has a fierce spirit inside her, and she is destined for great things. I wish I could be the one to give her comfort and shelter when she needs time to rest; that I could be the one she celebrates her victories with. But that’s not the way things are going to be.
We are both moving on with our lives now, and as happy as I am to be growing again on my own, it’s painful. I’ll never forget you, Kelly. To have you in my life has been a rare and special gift.