The Gypsy on Adventure

A day of Reflection...

Today is my day for reflection that I take every year. To honor the woman who raised me in all her flaws, she loved me, gave me the courage to be myself, odd and arty. She was a powerhouse of 4'11, wore what ever the hell she wanted and loved her high heel shoes all in size 4!!! Styling and silly...old and child-like. 

Then I read this article today...just confirmed all the reasons why I take the time every year to reflect and ask myself that question..."Am I connecting with people?" "Do people KNOW that I love them?" Because conventional success has never been in the cards for me...but loving people has! 

Reunited at last...

What is so hard in letting go...all the things you can't seem to be able to express with mere words, just how much that man meant to me. Mark was in my life during some of the worst moments I have lived through. He always believed in me. He accepted me unconditionally even though he thought I was stupid as shit to stay with my ex. He understood why I had to. When things got really bad he would make me laugh...he would validate me as a person and we would laugh until we cried at my fucked up life! But always, always he loved me through it. He stood by me and I stood by him. It is what friends do.