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TILL ANOTHER DAY

There are days when I think I can live again

And there is something yet for me to do 

I search my heart and I look around for the answer

But then the grief lures me back to bed

And the sad fact there is none of this doing with you

And although life should not be pointless without you

I don’t know where to begin

And l end up putting whatever it is off for another day

Until I have the strength to fight off the fear

And become my new self

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Comment by Nieta on April 12, 2016 at 4:15pm

Dear Hope,

I believe that is true and I thank you for writing those beautiful words because they have just sparked tears of joy.

From the bottom of my broken heart, "thank you!"

Comment by Hope on April 12, 2016 at 3:52pm

Nieta I do think there are times when we have those little openings to heaven and those we love.

Comment by Nieta on April 10, 2016 at 12:41pm

The journey through the remainder of our lives can be a painful one when it is altered from the one we thought it would be and not by our choice.

I happened upon a book called "When God Winks at You" in the bargain racks of Barnes & Noble shortly after I unexpectedly lost my husband to a heart attack.  While I don't consider myself to be a very religious person,  I do think I am a spiritual one.   This little book is comprised of the experiences and personal messages that individuals felt were communicated to by them by those whom they lost.  Some stories resonate more than others.

The point is that sometimes we chalk things up to coincidence but I choose to acknowledge those instances are something more.  For example, I visited the mother of our best man not long after my husband passed.  One day we were in a museum and I experienced a feeling of being lost and utterly heartbroken.  It was at that moment that I came across a bookmark that read, "I want you to know that I will always be there, to love you forever, regardless of where."  There was only one bookmark left and I bought it, as I believe it was meant for me.

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