It was a pink bag, a Pepto-Bismol pink bag, with alternating snowman in vertical rows. She clutched the garish, fuzzy, lime-green handles, all four pairs of them, in one hand, the other hand holding magazines that had kept her company on the long flight from Ohio to Louisiana.
She sat in the green chair that didn’t belong to her, looked around
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have a wonderful christmas!!
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"If only it knew when to draw the line between letting go and holding on, then maybe it could share the secret with the broken girl on the sofa."
Wow. There's so many emotions, love & sadness & regret... To me, it reads like a eulogy. I don't know if that's what you were going for or not, but it was a really powerful piece.
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I hope you have/had an amazing christmas. Have a wonderful New Year. I'll see you at school on the 8th, so enjoy the rest of your break.
Love you!
Abigail
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I went through something very similar with one of my friends, but it wasn't Katrina related. It was years before-8th grade. I held on to a lot of stuff, physically and emotionally. It wasn't til the summer before senior year that I finally just threw it all away. It's crazy what the littlest things can make you remember. And healing is very very very emotional and it's not going to make any sense.
On a totally unrealted note.
Erica, I know you've wondered before about what you should do with your job, career, life, the whole deal. I really truly think you should look into doing something with writing. You have a gift. A talent. Between this and that email you sent out and even my poem (which btw, I've broken out several times when I've been down), I got a few good tears out; you can really touch people, and I think it would be something you would thrive at and enjoy. It's really something very special.
Much love!
~angela
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