Life Got in the Way

No one understood my tattoo “Held” more than Jodi.  She wanted one too because she knew what it meant to be “Held”.  Instead, she got Courage / Fear.  I had told her it reminded me of her.  We always let fear get in our way of love and life.  It was her reminder to overcome the fear, and get out of your head.  We understood what that meant.

We had not been in touch in a while.  Life… it gets in the way, doesn’t it?  We then blame our separation on life, we feel guilty for not seeing that person we loved so much and then all of a sudden, they’re gone.  

We said, “I love and miss you” on occasion and she was excited that I was “just doing my thing” but it had been a while since we danced in the headlights of my car, played hangman, talked tattoos, life, lovers, and such.  Life… it got in the way and I am so upset with myself for it.

One thing is for sure, she will always be “held” by me and so many others.  I will miss you, my friend.  I am so incredibly sorry “life” got in the way.  It shouldn’t have.  Thank you for being my soul shine.