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hello dearest Benny that is what happens I’m okay but a part of me has changed thank you for the understanding 💕
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Everything changes.
Suffering is natures sculptor…..it’s a process we all go through but few recognise….you have.
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No place like home. I wonder if the moon is recycling our souls. Sometimes everything looks correct painted in black. My complete & utter condolences. ~hugs~
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Brenda, I cannot imagine the pain you’re going through. Losing a parent is nothing compared to losing a child. My heart and prayers with you. You can do him justice now for holding onto all the memories and writing about them. I hope that helps a lil’.
Daniel
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Powerfully penned, Brenda. Pulls at these old heartstrings my friend, thanks for sharing. Appreciate you.
Damian
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I’ve been telling myself the past is not a destination. But it is a guidepost. Despite memory & fear, there’s nothing waiting there. Just an empty space of was-ness. The step forward can be terrifying though
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This life is not all there is. There was before. There shall be after. The play called life goes on my friend 🌼
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hello dearest Joe you’re right of course he is likely reviewing this life and deciding on the next one I just hope to see him again I will miss him thank you for the love 💕
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Its said, when you see someone in your dreams, they’ve been thinking about you. No matter the life, we are connected.
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I believe that too dearest Joe and have seen it even with the poets we are close to as we often write on similar wavelengths I think we all carry the pain and joy of the world with us on our bodies and in our souls… it’s best to be kind to be people and be kind to ourselves thank you Joe for being you 💕
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Hugs*** Brenda, may sorrow not be a part of you forever. I’m sure many care enough not to let your keep your head low forever, that including me as I read every poem you have written and know what a strong spirit you possess. With the angels now, he will be guiding you and your pen whenever you spill your heart over the page about whatever it is. Writing keeps both you and me alive, remember.
Daniel
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He will remain connected to you by that cord. You won’t see him, but you’ll always feel him. Grief needs its moment & nobody can tell us when it’s time to move on. You simply know. Brenda, this is beautiful ❤️
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Beautifully penned, Brenda. I’m sure he’s watching over you my friend, his spirt is always with you. Appreciate you.
Damian
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hello dearest Damian he is I think he’s asking what am I doing…I need to be kinder to myself… I’m making a positive move though I’m moving back to my home town to be with my kids they are grownups now but still need me we as a family drifted apart in a way I won’t let that happen again thank you for your steadfast support it’s deeply felt 💕
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Write as much as you need. I know for me writing is the only way to get it out. Best to not let it build up.
I’m sure he’s watching over you, friend.
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