one day more...
it's been a long year already. it seems like this year has lasted longer than any that i can recall. it's only been four weeks since my mom passed away, but it seems like years ago...
when at night, i close my eyes, i can see her smiling face reassuring me that she is well. suzanne has told me something about this... feeling the presence of someone so dear, so near...
i am well. i miss her and i wish things could have been different. but, i know no matter what, things are the way they are and it really isn't that bad...
there is that fear of the unknown, thoughts of finalization, end of what we know, see, hear, smell, taste, touch, but i also know that there are realities beyond our five senses. i know it because i can feel it. i can sense her love for me more than ever before...
i have been to the cemetry few times, but i just don't feel any closer to her there. i feel much closer to her when i am alone at night and i close my eyes. i swear i can hear her voice of comfort and assurance... all is well...
when at night, i close my eyes, i can see her smiling face reassuring me that she is well. suzanne has told me something about this... feeling the presence of someone so dear, so near...
i am well. i miss her and i wish things could have been different. but, i know no matter what, things are the way they are and it really isn't that bad...
there is that fear of the unknown, thoughts of finalization, end of what we know, see, hear, smell, taste, touch, but i also know that there are realities beyond our five senses. i know it because i can feel it. i can sense her love for me more than ever before...
i have been to the cemetry few times, but i just don't feel any closer to her there. i feel much closer to her when i am alone at night and i close my eyes. i swear i can hear her voice of comfort and assurance... all is well...