Who is your Lightning Rod?

Like the song by Heart: “Who will you run to?”

I have a friend I call my lighting Rod.

She is my ER, trauma unit. I can tell her ANYTHING. But I fear that is a one way street.

She said she is seeing someone currently and I don’t want to ruin that vibe. Do I have a best friend? One with enough buffer from the facade I present to the real world?

Who will you run to when it all falls down?
Who’s gonna pick your world up off from the ground?
Who’s gonna take away the tears you cry?
Who’s gonna love you baby as good as I?

I don’t really know anymore.

I forgot you were gone

I have dreams every now and then where my Dad is alive. And sometimes I pause in the dream to realize this isn’t real.

My Dad has such a huge place in my heart that’s it’s just natural to have him be a part of my slumber.

My Brother was also in that last dream. He left this world in 1997.

My sister….those are the hard dreams to have. She died in 1976. The heartache is crushing even to this day. She was only 19.

I drive by a neighborhood every morning and for a split second think a friend is still there. He died a few months ago.

Am I forgetful, am I in denial? Or just getting old and forgetful? D. All of the above.

It’s hard letting go. I miss you all so very much.

I will see you in my dreams.