Of Hearts

To anyone else, it was just a red ceramic heart, hanging from my rearview mirror.

To me, it was my emotional heart, given to another and hanging in limbo for years.

Yesterday, I kissed it goodbye and threw it into the ocean.

And as I saw it hit the waves "Whom the Son sets free, is free indeed" echoed through my head.

Freedom tastes good.

The Good Ol' Summertime

Andy & Amy rode their bikes up to my house tonight, and we went out for ice cream. We talked about how it made us feel like we were little kids on Chestnut Hill again... the three of us hanging out on summer nights.

And yet, we're so different from our little selves. Amy left the ice cream place and turned left to go to Massachussets and a husband. Andy is leaving soon to go overseas with the State Dept. And me... the scaredy cat of our younger selves... rode my motorcycle to work this morning.

Happy heart.