Champagne Sunday’s: A simple show of hands…

I have not seen the palms of my hands in sometime. They have been clenched and look as if they are holding onto something for dear life. My veins are popping out, my fingernails are digging into my skin, and all my knuckles are white.

Honeyflea says it is control that I am trying to hold onto or lack there of. She smacked my hands profusely today until I let go and dropped whatever I was holding on too.

Everything I have been holding onto fell to the floor. I have spent the last hour kicking it, jumping on it, dancing on it and finally picking it back up again.

It does not feel good anymore to hold onto these things that I have no control over. And, that is the THING…we all have these things that we have absolutely no control over and never will, I repeat…never will.

So let us all let go and instead of holding everything in so tight…find someone else’s hand, open yours up and hold it because that is the only thing you should ever hold on too…

Thank you my darling Honeyflea