You Wanted

by | Aug 27, 2010 | 0 comments

You wanted me to go back to work full-time so we wouldn’t have to pay for health insurance and you could pursue music more freely.  I will go back to work.

You wanted to switch health insurance plans so that we could pay less.  We will pay less.

You didn’t want to buy a house in the suburbs.  It wasn’t your thing, but you were willing if it was the best thing for me and Audrey so we had started to look with a friend who’s a realtor.  We won’t buy a house.

You wanted me to worry less and write more- use my creativity and gifts.  I am writing.  I do not worry now.

I think about these things sometimes and think that you would be most relieved, but then I know that you never wanted


August 27, 2010


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