Six years

Flowers and trees
  • Aperture: f/3.8
  • Focal Length: 31mm
  • ISO: 200
  • Shutter: 1/500 sec
  • Camera: NIKON D1H

Northport, Alabama

So another year passes, and I’m no closer to understanding than I ever was. I used to write something special on this date. I don’t feel like writing anything tonight. Maybe everything has been said. Maybe there’s nothing left to say. Maybe there never was.

We had a special section in the paper that week. The spring edition. I had a photo on the front not unlike this one. Something cheery. Something that spoke of life, rebirth, renewal. I remember thinking it was pretty. Maybe pretty enough to camouflage the truth. Maybe bright enough to obliterate the darkness.

I’ve written thousands of words, but I can’t rewrite history, no matter how hard I try.

So I won’t bother.

If you want to read an “anniversary” message from me this year, then so be it. Go read the old words. Go scavenge the old hurts. I don’t feel up to it tonight, and I doubt you care anyway. Besides, I relive it often enough for all of us. I forgive, but I’ll never ever forget. Je manquerai vous jusqu’au jour je meurs.

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Music: Grey Sky Morning by Vertical HorizonĀ (lyrics)

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