back in the backyard dancing... to find a way... back to then

[nsshere]

I have a confession to make.
I'm a sporadic poster.

I realize this now. Daily journaling isn't my thing. I journal about every six months. Just to remind myself. So I can still walk down memory lane, but there are only a few tacks in the road, y'know?

So here's a tack in the road.
Shit happens.
Life goes on.
At least it's nice to have someone who loves you. Someone whose shoulder you can cry on. Whose hand will wipe your tears.
It's nice.
Shit happens. Love happens.
Life happens.