A Moment of Weakness

I got up this morning and saw my AM diabetic patients. When I got back home I was putzing around in the front yard and there is a jasmine that is growing over an archway from the front to the back yard. The Rat Bastard planted it many years ago and it is glorious this year. Full of blooms and smells heavenly. I sent him a text message saying so and he texted me back almost immediately saying do not send me anything else thank you. Well, I was shocked at first. See, the last time we had any contact at all was back when I called and left him a voice mail that the cops were looking for him at my house. I never heard from him when I sent that message. I was thinking about him when I was looking at the jasmine. I am still trying to mend my broken heart and for the first time I wasn't thinking hateful thoughts about him. So, I guess it was a moment of weakness. 1000 days to get over him and it has only been 29 months and 10 days.But who's counting. Chris Daughtry has a song on his album #4 Over You. It is like my mantra these days.