kimbalee
floral nymph
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- Jan 23, 2008
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Dear Bug in guts,
Please stop trying to make me puke.
Me
so sorry, HP. Hope you are feeling better soon. (hug)
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Dear Bug in guts,
Please stop trying to make me puke.
Me
so sorry, HP. Hope you are feeling better soon. (hug)
Dear Dad,
I wish I had been able to share with you sooner about who I am. Mom and sis know, and I'm not sure if they ever talked about it with you. I'm hoping you would have been ok with things, that you would understand. I know every father wants his child to be happy and I wasn't for so very long and I knew why, I was just never brave enough to say. I always wanted to do the right thing with you, to make you proud of me.
I know I was your disappointment. Sis made something of herself, of what you put her through school with...and you and I butted heads. I was the son you never had at times...yet I learned so much.
Its almost a year since you left and I miss you. You come to me in dreams in that suit...you are younger and able to breath and to laugh. I'm sorry for being angry and I'm sorry I wasn't able to save you that night. I did what I knew was best to make things ok...I was the last one to say goodbye. I saw in your eyes you understood...but it doesn't make it any easier. I tried, I hope you know that.
I'm trying to be good and do what's right and its so very hard. The kids don't always like me, you know how my marriage is, you know first hand...but I'm trying to be strong. I'm taking care of Mom and the house. I just wish we were able to talk.
I think of you there, in the ground, picture it so vividly when I close my eyes at night. Try to think that now you can breathe again and your demons are gone. Maybe one day I can cast my demons aside as well.
I miss you.
P.
Dear Lord,
Help me get through the next couple of weeks.
Thank you
Dear No One in Particular,
Please help me to stop driving by that scorched piece of earth. No good can come of it. Anyone in their right mind would drive 50 miles around to avoid it. It's happening again that I have taken up residence with pain. I need to move on. I don't like me anymore. I don't like anyone. I'm drowning. -S.
*hugs*
*HUGS*Dear No One in Particular,
Please help me to stop driving by that scorched piece of earth. No good can come of it. Anyone in their right mind would drive 50 miles around to avoid it. It's happening again that I have taken up residence with pain. I need to move on. I don't like me anymore. I don't like anyone. I'm drowning. -S.