I met a woman tonight that reminded me so much of my Mother. She didn't look like my Mother in the least...well, maybe her blonde hair was the first thing that drew me to her..it was just her essence - her spirit. It was more that she looked like and reminded me of my Aunt Ellen...who reflects my Mother in so many ways. I spend an hour or so avoiding her before I drew the nerve to talk to her - and then I couldn't get close enough to her. I even wanted to just wrap my arms around her and hold her so closely to me when she started to leave the party we were at. I can't say what I thought I'd feel...but I just wanted to feel my Mother's arms around me again..and I hoped...I wished....
God, I miss my Mother!
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The Dark Days
I still have them...just without drinking through them. Sometime I wish I could, but it's not an option if I want to live. Peace
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I still have them...just without drinking through them. Sometime I wish I could, but it's not an option if I want to live. Peace
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