Radio Silence

Well, I suppose it's a good thing that this little blog isn't relied on for any revenue because I would be dirt poor! Writer's block is the real deal and each time that I've come here to write, I hit the wall. I think the most difficult part of this stage is learning to value and express how many wonderful things are happening in my life while still continuing to grieve with a capital G. Even though a very large piece of my happiness equation is now missing, I'm very much aware of the fact that I have a pretty darn good life. That being said, there are still many days when the longing for what once was knocks me down and keeps me there. And that begs the question: how you do continue to mourn a loss while trying to live in the moment and embrace the exciting things in life? I'm still waiting for the answer sheet on this one.

This one's for the lonely child

Broken hearted

Running wild

This was written for the one to blame

For the one who believes they are the cause of chaos in everything

You may find yourself in the dead of night

Lost somewhere out there in the great big beautiful sky

We're all just perfect little satellites

Spinning round and round this broken earthly life

This is so you'll know the sound

Of someone who loves you from the ground

Tonight you're not alone at all

This is me sending out my satellite call

This is so you'll know the sound

Of someone who loves you from the ground

Tonight you're not alone at all

This is me sending out my satellite call