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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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Damian DeadLove wrote a new post
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Oof…i felt this one like a fist in the gut. Guilt truly is like cancer…eats you up. And fear will wear you down. And they tag team far too well. The amazing thing about your late night musing is that it’s not directed. You let it take the wheel…& where it takes the reader is anyone’s guess. But we’re all buckled in for a fantastic ride, my friend
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Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Willow. So glad you connected with the write my friend. They are a powerful tag team for sure. I try not to alter lines, other than maybe shaving a word here and there for better flow. But for the most part I don’t have a preconceived notion of what I’m writing about. That’s only on poetry though, proses I usually have an idea of what story I’m telling. The tangents I go on are improvised though. lol. Appreciate you.
Damian
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Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Alexandria. So glad you connected with the write my friend. I too have surrendered a lot of mine as well, to a greater force as well. Except for a very deep and complicated guilt over a situation, and it’s a work in progress at the moment. Appreciate you.
Damian
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Guilt sucks. Practice in becoming a sociopath. It will erase all those guilty feelings. Great write Damian.
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I had a similar experience with my father.
It’s took me decades to understand his silence
But like you somewhere down the line I found a pen that allowed me to write and I never looked back.
Years later after so much need that went unanswered I finally made peace with his silence. He loved his family, he just wasn’t vocal for for whatever reasons. On my wedding day he did speak a loving dedication to my wife and I. I carry that in my heart.
He was a fine father now gone 26 years. I think of him everyday and when I need guidance I find him on my shoulder with silent wisdom.I wish you godspeed, if he’s alive there’s perhaps still time Daniel
No Judgments
BIG LIKE your write ✍
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Daniel, this both beautiful and sad. I’m so sorry your father felt like a ghost to you. For me, it was my mother who dropped the ball at motherhood. She pushed my father away from us children. He was a good man, but she wouldn’t allow me to get to know him.
Think about this, bad things happen sometimes to push us forward, to make us stretch and grow. I believe you have, Daniel.
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