Lessons of Living
"I have learned that as I release my hold, something will always remain, that as I bid farewell, someone will always abide. I have learned that love does not end --- not even with death; it continues to express itself in ways ever new." (Miller, 1995)
You are the only man I truly ever loved. It was difficult to let you go. But I have work to do and in this work, you are still a part of it. I have taken steps to rebuild this life without the sorrow that drowned out the calls to live again.
I discovered that sharing my thoughts and feelings to others in the same journey as I helped ease the pain and transitioned me spiritually to seek a better place. I reached out to others in a way that released my death grip on your memory. I continued to work and to engage in productive energy that yield results affirming there is more to accomplish. I took the time to listen to others in their stories and expressed only support. I continued to embrace life but with a new pair of eyes.
I do not forget you in the crowding glory of this new look in life. You are and will always be a part of me.
You are the only man I truly ever loved. It was difficult to let you go. But I have work to do and in this work, you are still a part of it. I have taken steps to rebuild this life without the sorrow that drowned out the calls to live again.
I discovered that sharing my thoughts and feelings to others in the same journey as I helped ease the pain and transitioned me spiritually to seek a better place. I reached out to others in a way that released my death grip on your memory. I continued to work and to engage in productive energy that yield results affirming there is more to accomplish. I took the time to listen to others in their stories and expressed only support. I continued to embrace life but with a new pair of eyes.
I do not forget you in the crowding glory of this new look in life. You are and will always be a part of me.