Mistake

Sometimes there are no words. Like when you lose someone you love. Death, or just loss. Both leave you with that punched in the stomach feeling.

Some things are inevitable. You know, death and taxes. Others we seem to bring on ourselves.  

I'm not perfect, God knows I'm flawed; probably more flawed than the next guy! But I love hard and try my best. I own my mistakes as often as I possible and I redeem myself when given the chance.

Sadly, some things cannot be undone. Some mistakes have permanent consequences. No matter how much you own them or move forward sometimes it isn't enough. Sometimes people just cannot move forward, or own their mistakes.

So, today, amongst all the heartbreak of losing a dear man something else was lost. I'm not sure what life looks like now or the plan. I do know that instead of fighting I choose to take the blame. Regardless of how much of any of it is my fault.

So, what now? Deep breaths and a glass of vino. Rest in peace Oly. You were one of the kindest men I ever knew.

Blessings beloveds