Years ago, I was encouraged by the Steward to start this blog to express my feelings, an outlet for my frustrations if you will. In all those years, I was only able to post twice, and as I sit in my room rebuking the demons of melancholy and self pity, I've finally realized why.
I was not alone. From dramatic upheavals to mild upsets, there was always a kind and wonderful person who could chose perfectly the exact words to see me through. My faults, weaknesses idiosyncrasies were no secret and though sometimes it pained me to hear their words, I was always told the truth.
Now I face life's walk all alone as the Steward is gone billions of miles away and my alter ego's wagon is about to be hitched to the love of his life. Though my dimpled smiles light up my face, the sadness in my eyes tell another tale.
I am now alone.
