• Joan

    by  • April 15, 2014 • * Safe for Work *, Grief • 0 Comments

    I miss your voice in my ear, how you keep the family together with the glue that was your soul. I hurt and hurt and I am sad for the loss of a grandmother and the mother of my father. How much must he hurt everyday without you here. I hope you can see me, I hope that you are with me I hope that you love me. I hope I am there for as long as I can be for anyone that loves me. Because the loss that I feel is un describeable and nothing can replace the void that you have left. I love you.

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