days on the calender

For three days the date has been bothering me. Nagging would be more appropriate. Every time i would look at today, i would feel like i was missing something. Like the oven i forgot to turn off or the special event i was supposed to be at. I raked my brain trying to figure it out. Tried to remember if i promised someone I'd be somewhere. Anything to explain the tugging in my gut.
Driving home tonight, after a long couple days, it finally hit me.

Today would have been Popsie's birthday.
and I cried the rest of the way home.

I am trying to remember every adage i have ever heard about pain. About how it makes us stronger. Builds our character, makes us into who we are, is part of life...The truth is, right now, I am just tired of hurting.

starting over

This week, my car started over. All it took was an odometer that didn't have the hundred thousand position and tada.
Why can't life be that simple.