Carol next door just sent me a message. Uncle John told her what happened, and she wanted to see how I was doing. I told her not too good. I can't get out of this funk. I miss you so much. I wish that I spent more time with you. You were always there for me and I miss you so much.
I feel like Cybil Shepherd in "Chances Are."
Please no that I didn't want to let you go. Everyone convinced me that it was better for you. Even Daisy doesn't like me anymore because I didn't bring you back home. You know that I've been through a lot the past couple years, and nothing has been worse than this. The other stuff I could get past, but this pain won't go away.
I thought that I was being a baby because people have lost children and spouses, but you were my baby! People don't realize that you were all that I had.
I wish I knew you were okay and maybe not in pain anymore. Mine is never going to end.
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