Fahrenheit 9/27
I came home on 9/27 to fire!
Major construction going on at home, and my son had a raging bonfire going in the back yard.
I gazed at the flames in wonderment and glee....
Now the flames belonged to me....
Two nights before I had attempted to burn a book but only managed to burn my finger with my lighter.....
Never in my life did I think that I would burn a book....never...ever.
That Book:
It was the first and last time that he would read to me...
It was a book that I had asked him to read, and so he did...
A a piece of childrens literature that I came upon in his home. I love being read to....I was in heaven...
I always said I would...and finally did...I walked.
Weeks later the book was in my mailbox. I was unsettled. He was being manipulative and passive aggressive....trying to hurt me by snatching away my peace of mind.... I knew him only too well...for far too long. I knew his ways....
I thought: He is not getting much luck on the dating sites....
I did not respond....
I received a short email this week: The book was a gift from one friend to another.
No. It was a calculated and mean-spirited attempt to burn me....
And I had already turned the table and the page.... as I watched the book as it became engulfed in flames....
I was content.
Yes. I did it. I burned a book.
peace~
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Words of wisdom my dear friend....
As always...
peace~
