Relativity...

A woman stormed into my job last friday walked straight up to me and (almost) shouted, "Is this ALL the gelato you have?" And I cheerfully replied, "Yes ma'am it is. We just got a shipment in today and we should have a full case tomorrow." Scowling she said, "You HAVE to make some NORMAL flavors!" and then she proceeded to storm back out of my store. [Side note: Gelato is *like* ice cream, same ingredients but it's made with whole milk not heavy whipping cream.] Anyways, it got me to really think about what "normal" is. It's all relative. Her normal gelato is chocolate, vanilla or strawberry... but to an Italian (where gelato comes from) normal is sweet corn, tomato and basil, and carrot. How does this come into my life at all you ask? Basically in every way the more I thought it. My personal "religion" is normal to me, but it's satanic worshipping to others. The way I think is normal to me, but is competely obscure to others. I finally figured out that everything is relative to someone/thing folks. Even if I walked a mile in your shoes I wouldn't come out the same way, or with the same lessons in life. I wouldn't look at things the same you do, because it's all relative to me. I hope I made my point with this, I'm not really good at espressing my thoughts anymore in print.

In other news, my store is officially closing. We'll be closed in about 10 days time. I am truly saddened at this fact. I have came to like and even admire some of my co-workers and will truly miss working along side them. But in the same breath, my best friend... who got me the job there I am having troubles with. I spent about 5 days with her last week (because of our work schedules) and was about ready to beat her nose into the back of her head. I feel as if she has been treating me like an enemy instead of her closest friend. I've tried explaining my feelings to her. She brushes them off. Especially those about *him*. She doesn't understand how I can be lonely... she says.."But your not alone!" No I'm not alone I have friends, but I'm craving for companionship. [I guess this all goes back to relativity huh?] Anyways, I thought I'd update before I work my butt off this weekend and have no time to update! :D

Ashli

The letter he'll never read.

Dear *you*,
I know you'll never read this. I know that more than likely we will never talk again. Some part of my mind needed to write this none-the-less.
I'm sorry that I can't be with you. I'm sorry that I hurt you so many times. I'm sorry so many questions went unanswered. But honestly I can sit back and remember
the times we had and not cry anymore. I can remember the time you gave me a dandelion with a smile on my face. I can remember laying back on the grass watching the hot air balloons float by, or the time spent at the fair. I can remember the nights laying on the couch just being together and not feel my heart ache. I can remember that special night, when our vows were exchanged... I can remember the times when we just watched movies and ate popcorn and remember how much you meant to me then. I remember our Christmas', Valentine's and birthdays and not want to weep. We had some really good times, we had some really bad times. We stuck through it with just each other by our sides. I am in love with you, I won't use the past-tence for that, I will always be in love with you. You changed my life, for the good and the bad. You weremy shining light, my companion, my other half. I don't fault you for that, I applaud you for it. I love you for who you were with me, and I hope you the best. Goodbye my love.

Ashli