Words for the Journey

How do they celebrate Christmas in heaven?Do the angels sing in harmonyIs there such a thing as a Christmas treeI wonder do you think of meOn this most special day?I remember how we'd celebrateThe things we bought the food we ateThe excitement with which we'd waitFor this most special day.Now I must spend it on my own

Ah, the holidays.Halls, houses, and lawns are decked with festive decorations. Kitchens are filled with delightful, savory aromas. The air is laced with laughter, familiar music, and the tinkling of Salvation Army bells. The holiday spirit is everywhere. 

I find that most grievers are surprised by their grief. By the depth of it, the longevity of it, and the inflexibility of it.

This journey that I have been on, for eight years since it began.Has been ever so difficult to believe and difficult to understand.You and I were still so young and still so very much in love.Without any warning, in a blink of an eye, God took you to heaven above.This tragedy has happened and I can't change it if I try,

The insecurities are very strong, The thoughts and memories keep coming along. I try to see this as a fresh start, But I can't seem to convey that to my heart. I do my best to think it's not the same, But I will always feel like I am to blame. I should have done things differently somehow, I live so scared and always worrying now.

The holidays can be a very difficult time for those who are grieving. Many bereaved have difficulty understanding and managing their grieving process. This may be because the holidays are a reminder of the people who should be at the holiday table, but are not. Their absence remains, even as the years pass.

I wouldnt ever believe where I am todayI wont look back n live in yesterdayThere is a path we choosewhether we win or looseremember the choice is up to youas I get older and realize what's trueis that no one or nothing would know what to doi have climbed mountains, I've conquered fearschasing after dreams as wiping away the tears

What Can I say about a man so greatfor all I saw and all I atekatz's deli and momma Mia's toothis is one of the reasons why I love youMore than a grandpa, a father figure tooyou taught me so much about life and what not to doyou fixed my mistakes as well as teaching me How to lose a battle , but win the war that's true

It is my turn to focus on meto be the person I want to beI've been through battles I've won the war Thats what is importantand so much moreIve received my degreelife, opportunities and the life I knowIs one I always had to learn and growi am proud of who I've becomeI am proud for pursuing my dreams

To my Dear Friend