Open Letters

It's been a while now.

I still think about you. Wonder where you are and how you've been.

I wonder how many children you have now and if you're still married.

 I mostly wonder why we grew apart.

Seems like a life time ago. I mean, I am your son's godmother. I haven't seen him since he was two. I know he's in good hands. He has you. I keep thinking back to that time...I wonder about when things started to change. I mostly wonder why. Me being who I am, am readily asking "What did I do?"

We've conversed via email one time in the last ten years. You've never seen my oldest child. I'm not sure if you know I have another. You were there for me and me for you. We were great friends once.

Common friends don't seem to know where you are or how you're doing.

 Relatives haven't seen you in a long time. I saw your sister a while back; she said you were doing okay.

I remember how young we all were. You were strong. Stronger than I am today. All of that on your plate, with a child. Amazing.

I thought about the brawl on the bridge the other day and had to smile... The thought of “Dance dance dance dance for Jesus” cracks me up everytime. I remembered that crazy ass party at your house that got everyone extremely drunk and the house raided.

I remembered how much I thought I was in love with DW and you were there for me when things fell apart. I remember your support and laughter about RL & RB.  I wonder now what you words would have been when I was going through things with WP, RF, CG, JO, JC, AA, AA, DR . I wonder what your thoughts would have been when KW and I had that falling out. I just wish...

Know this: No matter what, we're family. Blood will always be thicker than water. But more than that, you are my friend.