Office by Alex Penny
This is the product of my brain in cyberspace. I'm an east coast girl livin' on the west one. Just trying to figure out how to get from one day to the next with a little sunshine in my life.
I hope you enjoy. Feedback is always welcome.
Love Always, Anna
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JM
(via artpixie)
This is fantastic! Where did they find these men who really like to have fun!
She said no promises. Promises don’t mean shit.
She was six shots in. Eyes tired. Breath smokey. I didn’t think she even saw me anymore.
I considered my tall dark and handsome whiskey, wishing I could drown in it rather than continue with this conversation.
Wanting anything other than watch…
Dear Mom,
I sat down to write this letter as part of a project I’m working on; all I could think of to say was ’ I miss you! I love you! I miss you! I love you!’. It’s not just that I miss you as my mom, or as a part of my daily life. As I get older I realize what an amazing person you truly were, I’ll never get to have that person as a friend. As I experience more things as an adult I’ve come to realize that there are so many conversations we’ll never get to have. I didn’t understand it then but you experienced so much in your lifetime. That’s wisdom I’ll never get to share. I know that if you were still here your relentless optimism, and determination would help me fix so many things in my life.
I used to hate when people said I looked or acted like you. I was too young to see past the cancer and the motherhood. What I didn’t know was that they were giving me an extraordinary compliment. You were beautiful, and had an infectious soul. That’s what I’ve come to learn from talking to your friends, as an adult instead of as a child.
You touched so many people’s lives. People have told me that things you said to them are things they still strive to achieve, advice they still use on a daily basis. Decades later, and you’re not even here any more, you still have a hold on people that is unlike anything I’ve ever seen. I wish more than anything I could have known that person better.
I so regret all the mean and hurtful things I said to you and about you. I was young and naive. Exhaustion, and confusion were talking. I didn’t mean them and I wish I could take them back more than anything I’ve ever said. It was so hard being the kid with the sick mom, and I was scared. I now know how much harder it was for you. I didn’t have a reference point. You fought unbelievably hard to stay with us. I know you did it for us and not for yourself, I see now.
I miss the way you always smelled like baby lotion or Shalimar. I miss how soft and cool your skin always was. I miss your cooking; it was so complex yet comforting. I wish I had your recipes. I miss watching British television in bed with you. I miss the way you’d always pull out some christmas magic. No one else’s house ever smells as good as ours did. I miss how your encouraging words used to get me excited for my future; it seems more like a chore these days. Most of all I miss hearing you say you loved me, it’s never sounded more sincere from anyone.
You were an amazing woman. Im so unbelievably lucky you were my mother.
I love and miss you more today than I did yesterday,
Anna
—
Winnie the Pooh
Boy,
Lucky you, you’ve struck my fancy. You’ve got me making a little wish every time my phone goes off that it might be you. You’re smart and funny, with a devilish grin. You make me laugh with your witty banter. I try to hide my excitement, plan my moves around you carefully. It’s hard, you’re too endearing. I’m excited to see what happens. Call me ;)
Love Always, Anna
