rainy day-lots of quietness in my heartlots of missing you. grief is quietness sometimes with no words and wild with many words at other times...tears and then no tears.
have had tears lately---soft falling off my face, loud unspoken wails in my heart...echoing against the walls...
long time since I touched your fingers---studying the way your fingers were like mine...your nails always so well kept.
you always cracked your knuckles and I would warn you that you would be sorry for how your hands would look and i was wrong...they looked so fine, so soft and so lovely...and they were so kind and so loving. you had a soft touch. i miss it. i miss how we would hold hands always when we drove together on trips....just did...always.
well, just a few words...seem they are all inside, just have a harder time writing them here lately...but they are there.
