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me into your life for a season, because your turn has come to share, grow, or learn. They bring you an experience of peace, or make you laugh. They may teach you something you have never done. They usually give you an unbelieveable amount of joy. Believe it. It is real. But only for a season.
me into your life for a season, because your turn has come to share, grow, or learn. They bring you an experience of peace, or make you laugh. They may teach you something you have never done. They usually give you an unbelieveable amount of joy. Believe it. It is real. But only for a season. Judy
p.s. and Nan, I love you and miss you on this, your 2nd Anniversary.
Dear Judy,
ReplyDeleteI also lossed love of my life in June of 2009.
I was so angry at him, everybody that my happiness, meaning of myt life and dreams ended as soon as he passed. We loved each other so much. For me, he was my true love, best lover, my parent, my child and my best friend. He changed me very much. He taught me to love the life, people, every day and to not concentrate on success and problems. He taught me to enjoy life. He taught me to love and hate the USA. To love: I met him in this wonderful country. To hate: health insurance is system is bad and not all people can afford it. We were going to marry soon... Before meeting we were people who did not like to say a lot I love you often. Later we used to say this phrase several times a day witout being bored. Today it could sound crazy but I talk to him in my mind everyday. That's crazy but it's like he is with me, near. It's amazing but whenever I am struggling with whatever, I hear his voice and think what he would say or advice me if he would be now with me. And, interestingly, his supportive words come to my mind immediately. This really helps. But still this is very tough, because I think abot him almost every moment. Whenever I talk with my friends my every phrase starts with "Eddie liked that... We went together there...etc".
I do not know what to do now. I have many friends and family, but feel lonely witout him.
He was my soulmate, my second part. How to live?
Eddie's sweet D
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