I MISS YOU EVERY DAY AND EVERY NIGHT > It’s been 5 months and 5 days since you left me. I miss you terribly. I long for your voice, your hand, your kiss. I am lost without you I find myself stumbling through the days. And, tossing-turning through the nights. > They say the pain will ease in time. That my heart will mend. That I will pick up the pieces and move forward again. But I want only to have you back by my side walking hand in hand. You are the one who forever loved me. And, I loved you always. > You know how much I loved you. I loved you beyond words as you loved me. I could not get enough of you. We felt each other’s love so deeply. You were grace, elegance, honor and integrity combined. Your beauty was in loving me truly as I was, and am still yours. > I am heartbroken and although at times I feel I am healing I fall apart again every other day and in between I try to put on a brave face just as you had wanted then find myself holding my breath as if awaiting your return. > They said you held on so long, knowing I would be in such pain. And, they told me to say “good bye” and to let you go. I did so, yet it crushed me to say good bye. you knew it was I who needed you most of all. > And, now I face another night, sadness my companion. I bravely think of all we did and said and shared. I am grateful for every moment we were blessed to share together. And hopefully will fall asleep knowing you are watching over me as always.

IN MY FINAL HOUR

In my final hour who will be at my side? Who will come to comfort me or be comforted by me?... In my final hour will someone take my hand? or kiss my lips or look into my eyes and know that I mattered... In my final hour when light fades to dark will I walk into the night alone or have you there beside me?... I am comforted by your voice I am assured by your breathing I am calmed by your touch and at peace in your presence... Just being here with you in the quiet with no words I am grateful for the gift of you and pray for one more day... And, if GOD grant me another day with you I will treasure it like no other and be fulfilled anew... Yes, In the final hour I will be at your side to comfort you and comfort me and love you forever... .

Faith, Belief, Trust, Hope - the foundation for LOVE

The following is a re-post of my first blog essay "Faith" written and posted October 2007. In my immediate circumstance I find it just as pertinent, to my life today, as it was five years ago. FAITH: It all begins with faith. We need hope. We need to believe we can make change, make a difference, move forward, step up, gain momentum, achieve our dreams, make a better life, give of ourselves. Faith comes from someplace deep inside.....a kind of trusting of the unknown. A key for us is to develop a trust that we are destined to succeed. For some that means validating the steps of their lives that have brought them to this point. For others it means that the past means nothing (in terms of achievement) and that only the present and the future are focal points on which to build. All of the "good mother" messages, all of the encouragement from friends or family, all of the books, the tapes, the outside motivations.....mean little. It must come from within. That inner devine guidance. Belief, trust, hope are reflections or self statements of the heart. Success is a step by step process ("little steps") ("a journey of 1000 miles begins with a single step, one before the other"). Begin with a foundation of faith.........find that deep light of faith within yourself and follow it to success. Faith, trust, believe are the foundation and the starting point of all success and achievement.

We lost a part of ourselves

The person we loved was so close he/she could complete our sentences. They knew what we were feeling by our body language or the tilt of our head, or a look in our eyes. We shared a rhythm in life. We felt their pain, and they felt ours, We felt their joy, and they felt ours. We put each other first, ahead of ourselves. We felt their hand on us at night and fell asleep comforted by their touch. We pleased each other at every turn. We thought first of her or him whenever good things happened or bad things happened. The one person who we knew cared for us beyond all others. That loss is a severe blow. Now alone, in the night, the TV or the sterio doesn't fill the void. Friends calling, children's care, helps but doesn't replace love lost. It doesn't replace the loss of shared dreams, our hopes our plans for the future. If we have commonality then it is that I feel your affection, your need for the kiss, the touch, the embrace the long walks, the quiet talks, and that feeling that it will be "OK"............I am in this place of loss just wandering wondering how will I recover from this need to give need to share need to receive.