I would do anything to catch another glimpse of you!
I would stay in complete silence just to have your voice beat against my tympanic membrane once again!
I long for the piloerection that only your soft touch would give.
I wish I could still enjoy the smell of that cologne you loved to wear.
David I miss you!
I want to state that although you may be gone from this world you will always be alive in my memories and in my heart. My senses and I mean all my five senses will always long for you. Rest in peace my beloved friend.
They make us more poetic. Don’t they? I will share with you what I wrote after one of my breakups. It lasted two years and ended in the year 2000. I don’t regret that relationship because it was awesome while it lasted. It helped me grow as a woman, as a doctor and as an individual.
I’ll always remember that windy day in November when you said you’ll love me forever. Said you’ll leave me never.
Yet, here it is now May and I’m alone cause you went away. What did those words actually mean? I was fooled because they were so serene.
I miss you so much. I long for your touch. The way you used to kiss my lips…………The way you pressed yourself against my hips……….
Every night was filled with so much passion. Your love never felt rationed. You used to hold me ever so tightly in embrace. Your memory I can’t seem to erase. You are deeply engraved in the confines of my heart. Why did you choose to depart?
Was our love not real? All my love, did you not feel? I don’t care if you see me cry! Damn you for saying goodbye!
If you are going through a break up at this moment don’t let anger and sadness take over your heart and soul. Use the pain to write awesome short stories and poetry. You will be amazed with your own written words and it is also therapeutic. Go ahead and give it a try. Let me know how it goes. Namaste.
I stare at the photos and I wonder. Where did it all go wrong? I think I was too young. I was only 26 years old. Chronologically I was old enough but mentally and emotionally I was still immature.
I wanted you to love me so I could feel worthy of being loved. I wanted you to nourish me so I could satiate my deep longing for approval and acceptance. I said yes to becoming your wife. Was I even worthy of being asked? I always wondered.
I tried to be the good wife. I was dutiful, I cleaned often, shopped for groceries and I shared a bed with you night after night.
As you held me tight I wondered if you wished it had been someone else. I wasn’t pretty enough or in good shape. I blamed you for feeling inadequate until the day came and our union seemed to be on the road to dissolution. I made vows with God as my witness and just 5 yrs later I was turning my back on them.
I felt like such a failure. You moved out and finally also moved on. I was just there being idle still feeling sorry for myself. I was still pointing fingers at others for my own devised misery.
Then one day I truly prayed. I realized I always asked for things to miraculously change in my life although I never did a thing to help them change. This time I asked for guidance and strength. I needed to learn to be in my own company and to love it.
After much crying I woke up. I started truly loving myself. I dealt with my ugly past and recognized what kept triggering me to feel unworthy of being loved.
I now travel on this journey learning daily about myself. My marriage ended but it helped me grow and it gave me a beautiful daughter. My past whether nice or ugly was brought into the light! I forgave myself and all those that had ever hurt me. Yes even those bullies. I had finally realized that life was great and that I was great. I was alive!! I am alive! I promised myself that day to never snooze again. I had found someone truly wonderful to always love. Myself.
I am happy to say we all get along. There are no hard feelings between my ex and I. His wife is lovely and adores my daughter now 21. We can all share a meal together. We can chat and laugh together. Life goes on.
When people say timing is everything, I feel that is not quite correct. Sometimes people enter our lives to help us grow and to teach us a lesson. They wake us up. No union is perfect but if the work is done on truly loving and knowing oneself then marriages have a chance at lasting a lifetime and being happy. I wasn’t ready the first time but I am now.
My advice to those contemplating getting married is make sure you truly love yourself first otherwise any comment can cause arguments. It will hurt your feelings eventually. Don’t laugh this off. You matter. Another person should not complete you. They should add to your life instead.
Ever since you were growing in my womb I have felt a close bond with you. I never felt prepared to be your mom but God must have felt different. He sent me you.
From the moment I saw your little face I knew you were my salvation.
God knew my soul needed healing. What a feeling to hold you in my arms!
You have always been my most precious and beloved. There isn’t a thing I wouldn’t do to always see a smile upon your face. I never like to see you hurting. I’m momma bear and hear me roar to always protect you. I love you. You are blessed with compassion among many other gifts.
I cry alone and five hours later you just hug me. You tell me it’s going to be okay. When I’m at work and I’m worried about a patient case you call me. You remind me to trust my instincts and knowledge.. How is that possible? You just get me. You just know. We are close.
You are my wonderful traveling partner, my silly and sometimes messy housemate, my budding actress, my stellar student, my Netflix/Hulu companion, my twin goof-ball and most important of all my gift from God. I may be a doctor but nothing and I mean nothing in this universe makes me more proud than being called your mother. You are my daughter and I adore you!!
I miss you and I just left you at school but a few days ago. Senior year of college is going to be so magical! The best is yet to come! I’m so proud of you and all you have accomplished this far. Keep smiling!! I love you my beautiful daughter.
Your momma
Guady G
Hugs from Brooklyn
I place this letter as my blog today to share with the world how much I love and appreciate my 21-year-old daughter. If you have a college age child go ahead and tell them today how much you love and appreciate them. Don’t wait till it is too late. Remember children grow up and become adults. They soon leave home and they might never return if they feel hurt and unloved by you their parents. With this I truly sign off. May your days be blessed.
I tried to love you but you were hardly ever in the now. You were either living in the past being tormented or worried about the future. You tried to change me so you could feel more at ease with the lack of yourself. You called me stubborn, conceited and said I was full of myself.
I will never change because I love myself. I truly love myself. That will never change. My attributes of greatness are mine and my inadequacies are mine too. I love them both because they are a part of me.
I tried to love you but how could I? You don’t even like yourself. All the love I gave you was met with so much resistance. It bounced right back onto me.
Yes you were right! I do love myself more and that will never change!
Ever since you were growing in my womb I have felt a close bond with you. I never felt prepared to be your mom but God must have felt different. He sent me you.
I tried to love you but you were hardly ever in the now. You were either living in the past being tormented or worried about the future. You tried to change me so you could feel more at ease with the lack of yourself. You called me stubborn, conceited and said I was full of myself.
Fluidity 