The last lap was six years ago. Tonight I traveled the same road and made my own lap alone across an ice-covered field,under a blanket of bright white clouds that shifted to blue on blue, heartache on heartache.
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4 thoughts on “The Last Lap”
I am so sorry.
And no, it never gets easier.
Just, maybe a little, different.
Sending you a hug from a fellow traveller.
Thinking of you with love today. Remembering Jim always.
This is from Denise.
I wish I got to meet Jim, but love that i’ve met him through you, and, in a way, you through him. ❤ Sending hugs. Hope to see you soon.