One year ago you were still here with me
Now you are in heaven looking down to see
I am fighting this fight of grieving inside
It's exhausting hiding it and having to smile
I stand tall and hide my frown
For the world to think I am wearing my crown
I take a deep breath and look up to the sky
I am hoping to still be the apple of your eye
A storm wakes me
My living room filled with flashing light
I turn my head
I see red
I want to run
to the ocean or the mountains
Somewhere I can catch a sunrise
in peace
A storm like drums
A storm full of sadness
A storm in the dark of night
I smell the air and remember
One day I hope to see you again
One day I hope to hold you again
One day I hope to hold your hand
One day I hope I'll understand
One day I hope to live my life
One day I hope to see the light
One day I hope,I'll be okay
one day I hope this will all go away
One day I hope to be the best I can be
Six months ago, tragedy struck our family and after a very sudden 24-hour illness, my sons and I lost a great man, their father and my husband. Before today, I never really knew how many tears one person could produce and quite how long six months could feel. It can be a torturous eternity.
A Reason and Time for Every Matter Under Heaven… Even for a Samurai Warrior
What's on my mind? I have 8 days to write a letter, face the pain and send the letter and the pain to heaven..
It's almost a year and I made my self a promise.
I was definitely daddy's lil girl
From the time I was two
I remember I used to put on his shoes
I remember going to the city
Riding the LIRR
I was going to work with dad
I'm learning to navigate act 2 of my life
it's quite a learning curve
I don't have to tell you that
you promised me you were not going anywhere
and everything would be ok
you promised me not to break my heart
you couldn't help being you just another day
growing up wasn't easy for you
probably your whole life Until you turned 72
a place that was dark and you could not see the light
Everyday I wake up
I open my eyes
there are times, I feel very sad
there are times I feel very blue
who can blame me? I really miss you
the hurt, the pain, the reality of it all
can be just too much to handle
especially when you have been here before
when I wake up
and open my eyes
thats when I start to realize
One day at a time
is all we can do
its the only thing we can
and know what's true
If you can look yourself in the mirror
and know you have done all you can
that's all we can do as woman and man
We are born into this world
without a choice
they only thing you can hear is my voice
So if you can hear me
