Farewell my fair weather friend, you were a contradiction from birth. Our relationship was overcast from the beginning, except for the occasional clear skies, you were seasonal, and I was yearly. I should of seen the cold front coming, for I was warned. “Don’t forget your coat, you never know what the weather is going to be like later,” my mom would scream. The signs were there, but they were unrecognizable in the darkness, for the clouds have been hiding the sunlight for most of our relationship. In the beginning my coat was all that I needed for our journey of friendship, we have seen many rainbows together, Gods gift of weathering the storm, and although weathered, we remained. Mother warned me, but Mother Nature showed me, she showed me that she can become a cold hearted bitch overnight without a freeze warning. The day started a cool seventy-eight degrees and somewhat overcast, and there was no freeze warning in the foreseeable future, but by nightfall “WE” had an overnight low where the temperature fell to just about over freezing.
I thought my coat was all that I needed, I thought my coat would weather the storm, I thought my coat was all that I needed, but my coat was not enough.