My Wonderful Womens Club
Everyday a piece of me is missing. The heart is heavy and I just am not listening. Getting back into the new norm. Harder to do when all you wanna do is morn. In this the day of the wonderful womens club. Already knew a few way before their time and could never sub. Big MaMa Linda, My Grandmothers Lady Ruth and Charity, and my Bestie Nancy. Amazing how a little love, honesty, and communication kept it all real and not so fancy. Each carved a piece of them into who I am and what I will be. They are all always there in the back of my head making me see. What's right, what's wrong. Filling my heart with always a song. How I would give just about anything to hear them say my name one more time. Cuz I always knew whether good or bad in that moment, I was owned and it was all mine. Without them the world is deafening quiet while standing there on my own two feet. Something about all that, that should be so bitter sweet. Though, even in their own words they...