My Request

Do not cry for me at my funeral if you never shared a smile or tear during my life.

Do not pretend to know me when you never cared.

That is my request.

Happy Sunday everyone. Hugs from Brooklyn

Guady G

Don’t say that!

Be more like your sibling!

Be more like him or her!

Don’t say that darling!

Realize your message sir!

You aren’t good enough!

You don’t matter!

Why not say “Do your best. Be your best self” ?

Why not say that?

Hmm!

Missing Prose

I miss you and your prose

Your words that easily flowed

My soul losing control

My sentence is no more

Miss your punctuation

Oh sweet exclamation!

Where did you go?

I miss you so!

Why is it that some people know how to get to your heart so well? Perhaps known from past lives? Were they soul mates that slipped away? Luck? Do you know?

With Love Guady G. I send you hugs from Brooklyn.

What did I expect?

Having two eyes you never really saw me

Two ears and my words got lost in the silence that lived among us

Two arms always laid crossed upon your chest

Two legs remained immobilized

Perhaps I was a ghost and you feared getting closer?

NOPE!

What was I thinking ?

How could you have ever loved me with only one heart?

Have a lovely day. Sending hugs from Brooklyn. Guady G

End of life

Sad is the day when you realize that many want to welcome you into the world but very few want to hold your hand as you leave it. No one should have to die alone! As a physician I can’t begin to tell you how many hands I have held.

Some patients had no one but many had family that couldn’t be bothered. Why? It breaks my heart that the end of life can be like this for so many.

If anyone has a clue please do tell me. I have a story I will post soon about my patient.

Sending you love from Brooklyn. Guady G