8/21/2007
Tuesday's Twist
Another early morning phone call. My heart beats fast, my mouth is dry, my palms are sweaty, and my limbs feel heavy, almost paralyzed as I come face to face with a part of my past I thought I had left behind. Forgetting has been an objective rather painfully achieved. Remembering is even more painful. I shouldn't have picked up that phone this morning.
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5 comments:
I hope everything is OK. I'm really concerned.
From our one encounter I have known you to be wise and strong and I am sure you will cope with this unexpected 'remembering'. You'll be all right Nazi. I know it.
Nazy jan: A big hug...If that's the worst thing that can happen to you on a Tuesday...then you'll be ok...
Oh don't let it take you down. Tomorrow is a better day. I pray for a happy Wednesday for you Nazy jaanam.
Dear Sweet All:
Thank you. I'm fine. This too shall pass.
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