I Fall to Pieces

Well friends, I have had a few "good" days this past week, but today is not so [good].

I started to clean out and rearrange my office the other day, and I have a huge mess in the addition room. So I started to go through some of Jane's stuff; her closet, dresser, jewelry case, etc. Everything I look at, everything I touch of hers, causes me to "fall to pieces." I will find one thing, decide it can go, and then I either toss it, or put it in the "memories" box for now. At this rate, it will take me forever to get things sorted out.

Everyone says to take it slow, and I'm certainly doing that.

I looked up the words to the Patsy Cline song, "I Fall to Pieces" and it certainly resonates with me today.

I fall to pieces
Each time I see you again
I fall to pieces
How can I be just your friend

You want me to act like we've never kissed
You want me to forget, pretend we've never met
And I've tried and I've tried but I haven't yet
You walk by, and I fall to pieces

I fall to pieces
Each time someone speaks your name
I fall to pieces
Time only adds to the flame

You tell me to find someone else to love
Someone who'll love me, too, the way you used to do
But each time I go out with someone new
You walk by and I fall to pieces