Four Years On: The Unmarked Road

I thought that we had all the time in the world -

that we would be able to plan

the grand reunion as it were,

where for a weekend

we could pass off the partners

and children, the pets

and obligations

and escape.....

back to a time when we burned

with a feverish intensity,

one that literally scorched itself upon

every one and every thing

we touched.

We didn't have the answers

to the questions that we do now,

and I cannot help but wonder

if given the chance,

would we want to see what

lay down the road.

Instead, we grabbed life

in a chokehold and burned

through each day

and night as though

it was our last.

Four years ago today

our band of gold

lost the weight and brilliance

that was our beloved Cathy,

taken far too soon,

but released from

her suffering.

In one of our last

conversations,

she said I had the heart and soul

of a writer,

a dream I have always grasped hold of,

and she mentioned a

story I had written,

about our group,

something she'd recently stumbled

upon.

How I wish life

could have mimicked

fiction.

And so I write this down

knowing that one day

soon, I will write a

different story.....

One about a group of people

who in their own unique and special ways,

have had a profound effect

upon life as I know it today.

Missing you Cathy.