Tree day

Good morning.

The dog has me up early for a walk. The forecast is rain all day, but I’ve got a rental lift today and I have to remove the dead maple tree from the front lawn.

Although it is just a process of living, cutting down a tree I planted when I was 5 years old has some sense of finality – or morbidity- to it. It gives me a feeling of loss, and that feeling reminds me of you.

I check your blog often. I hope the less you post the happier you are. As for me, I’ve just seem to run out of ways to say I miss you. I still feel you were the greatest love of my life.

Be well, have fun, and take care of yourself. This earth is a better place with you here.

Author: Him

A story of love lost. Just a guy in love with a woman that doesn't want a relationship with him. She moved away and married someone else. I have shared this blog with her, and she knows the truth. I tried. I waited for a while. But, none of it worked. She is married to someone else now, but still drops into my life now and again. I am trying to move on. But, she was my one true love that inspired me to be a better person. If any of this story has meaning to you, please let me know. Thank you. View all posts by Him