Day Thirty-Five, 2025

 Have I waited too long?

The above can be construed in so many different ways I should make this heading a series.

Tonight's share will be guilt over an unsent birthday card.

I had a work sister, she has moved on to better things and is happy but we don't see each other as often as we used to.  Last time we met for dinner she had found love and was still happy in work and life was going so well.  She's one of those people you want to giggle with as often as possible and pour your heart out to the next minute and when she opens up and shares her personal things it's an honour to be a sounding board.  She's just good people - like most people can be but she makes you let down your guard and laugh until you fart.  She's quick witted, the type that makes you think 'how the heck did she come up with that so quickly??' , quick but you are on the floor and don't think to ask.

Back to the point - I bought her a card over a month ago - because it's perfect - and a tiny gift to go along with it but I've been procrastinating on what to write because I want it to be perfect and her birthday is now two sleeps away - but the card is incomplete and in my bag.  Riding back and forth to work, incomplete.

I just want to kick myself - I don't think it will arrive in time and it crossed my mind that its better not to send it late.  As if it's best to not send it at all...?

This is how I get in my head and find it easier to disconnect.  So tomorrow I will mail the card no matter what and it's better late than never is how I'm trying to kill the guilt.

So have I waited too long, yes - but better tomorrow than two days from now.

C

Action VS Grief