It’s been a while, I know, but that doesn’t mean I haven’t been thinking about you. I think about you a lot. I just don’t seem to be able to find much time to spend with you. I write to you in my head. I keep an eye on you and those around you. But sometimes its hard to commit to you.
I’ve got family, you see. A husband. Kids. A house, a car, a pet, a garden, even a bit of a job. They all eat time. It’s not that I don’t want to spend time with you, it’s just that all the other stuff does keep getting in the way. Spending time with you can seem so… selfish.
But the more I neglect you, the harder it is to pick of the pieces of what we have together, the harder it is to justify finding the space for you. Right now I could be earning money, cleaning, sorting stuff for the kids, making the dinner.
I try to remind myself why we started all this in the first place. I still believe in the communication, the sense of involvement, the chance to express myself. The irony is that the more involved I am in things at school, the less I feel inclined to talk to you!
There’s got to be a way to make this work. Hang in there.
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