Sunday, November 25, 2007

I can feel...

I can feel your presence in the universe and that gives me some comfort, but there is also pain because we cannot be together and share our lives in the way that I had hoped and imagined. My dear, sweet little boy, you shared my body for a short time, but you will be in my heart forever....

This journey from...

This journey from the depths of sadness to the heights of revelation makes your death acceptable, finally.

Young soldiers like...

Young soldiers like you continue to be killed every week. So handsome you were in your uniform, waving to us, making us believe that you were all doing what was right and in the interest of humankind. What is right about dying?

I feel you...

I feel you protecting me from time to time. When you are not there, I know that it's because I have to learn a lesson by myself, for myself. Thank you.

If you hadn't...

If you hadn't died, I wouldn't have met the second man of my dreams...

Sunday, November 18, 2007

I long for...

I long for the days that we shared without caring about the future. These were the best times of my life, when we didn't feel like anything bad would ever happen. It was you with me, against the rest of the world. I miss you my darling, more than I could have ever imagined.

I am in...

I am in a state of shock, filled with "could haves," "would haves," and should haves." If only we had more time together. Oh God help me.

Grieving is addictive...

Grieving is addictive.

You are magical...

You are magical to me, so magical in fact that you appear sometimes only for a few seconds. Next time this happens, please stay a bit longer?

I hate being...

I hate being without you.

Sunday, November 11, 2007

When I die...

When I die, my wish is to be with you in Heaven, as we never were on earth. In Heaven, I want to marry you. Do you accept my proposal?

Baby, I think...

Baby, I think it's time to tell you that I loved you, but that I never knew how to love you. Is this possible? Is it possible to love someone so much and not understand how that person needs to be loved?

I miss you...

I miss you already. I didn't think it would be this way, but wow! I wish you were still here.

Fleeting was your...

Fleeting was your existence on this earth, and like the snowflakes that melt before they touch the ground, you have left too soon to make an impact.

You gave me...

You gave me love I never recognized until long after you died. I gave you what I thought was love, but realize now was selfishness. Lesson learned.