I’m a little ashamed.

I should have been glad to see her. I should have been friendly.

I should have said hello.

But I didn’t.

I should have asked how she’d been. I should have told her she looks so much like her mother did.

But I didn’t.

She couldn’t see me. But I could see her. It’s always been that way. And I let it stay that way today.

I’m not proud.

But I just couldn’t bring myself back to look into the past. Or rather, I chose not to.

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2 thoughts on “I’m a little ashamed.

  1. Hi Wendy–that was kind of haunting. You really captured the ambivalence.
    Hope things are going well for all of you–
    If you guys are ever interested in doing a house concert, let me know, I’ve been recitalizing a lot with Richard McCready, who aside from being a musical genius is the music tech teacher at River Hill HS (and the Music tech resource specialist for HoCo schools)–we do a duo concert these days based on American roots music from the 1860’s through the 1920’s.
    Music just sounds so great in that room.
    Anyway, I was thinking of you since Bob Thulman’s birthday was yesterday, and it’s just all so crazy, you know, how much I loved that guy, and how much he would have loved you guys living there, he was just so enthusiastic about everything new and creative. He was the youngest guy I’ve ever known, and almost made it to 80.
    Best wishes for a great year,

    Jared

    1. Thanks, Jared. I appreciate that. We love it here; love everything about it. Re: house concert? I’ll talk to the guys. BTW, my middle son is signing up for McCready’s class next year at RH & I’m friends with his wife on Facebook 🙂 The world is small….very small.

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