I woke up this morning to a crisp morning air. I was immediately transported back to a time when I was dating the "love of my life". I knew it at the time and still managed to screw it up. I remember this because the morning we broke up, it was just like this morning. Though I've moved on and I'm dating someone else, been married and divorced, my mind this morning can't stop thinking about her.. The hairs on my neck stood straight up when I walked outside and I saw the morning dew, and felt the cooler air on my face. I have been off-center all morning as a result. In the grand scope of things, I know it's trivial. For me, the aftermath was probably one of the darkest moments of my life. I've lived a sheltered and peaceful life and have not had much drama over-all so I guess that could be considered a blessing.
I know many here have lost loved ones through the years, or have had other tragic episodes happen to them. Please share what haunts you, and if not too personal, what reminds you of that incident as the years have pressed on.
The fear of wrinkles. I don't have any yet, but I know they are out there waiting to pounce.