Thursday, September 3, 2009


It hurts.
Most days I think I'm over it, and don't miss it.
I enjoy the freedom I have.
I don't know how I would fit it into my schedule now.

But then... I search edibles.
Halloween excitement.
Fall Thanksgiving.
The rush of Christmas orders.
The deluge of feedback. Is it vain to bask in the compliments?
The knowledge that I have a unique product in my popcorn.
That my Apples were one of a kind.

Now others are making them.
I can't stop them. I don't have any right too.
But it hurts.

Trying to be positive.
I will be able to decorate for the holidays.
I will have time to create with my kids.
I will have time to create memories.

But it hurts.

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