Dear, My Precious Love
Dear love, you flee;
your elusive nature is that of a thief in the night. Yet void is abundant. My precious, I want nothing more than to hear you say, "No," nothing more than to have lightyears with you. My precious, you left me way too soon, and now I am without direction and full of confusion. My grief is not yielding to the passage of time, my wounds not healing with the Elixer of faith. My precious dear love, do you know how much I miss you? Do you know how bad I want to be with you? So many times, my existence is questioned, my worth is in trial, and my strength is both judge and jury. I try so hard to pull through for you because I know you wouldn't want me to give up.
My precious, you are my everything, you are my life, you are my breath, my motivation, and my why. My precious, for you, I will. I will keep going, keep striving, pushing, and winning. For all that I am and all, I will be, is for you! Through tear-filled eyes, I write to you; through a pounding chest, I write to you; with shaky hands, I write to you. In my strength, I write to you. My imagination hopes you will write back, but my reality tells me to get real, Hollyfield. But yet that slight tinge of faith still lay in wait.
Vulnerable Moment: I finally think I’m on the upswing
No words, I have no words for the hurt I feel each year o this day. I feel like a melting pot of confusion, angry one moment, sad the next, lonely after that, and then it cycles back. what is one to do in those moments. How can I make it? I then hear your voice as you once said, you can do it, my love, you already have the strength.
How do I make it you say, I remember, I am worth it, I remember you love me. The thought of you being proud pushes me to the finish and I emerge victoriously. Adrenaline pumping I feel unstoppable, and then boom, like a semi-truck the feelings come flooding back
It takes a village to raise a child right; it also takes a village to save them!
Kind-hearted you were, with the voice of an angel. Stern as can be and a fighter me. Dear love, my precious, you will live through me; we will laugh again together, we will hug again and love again. Time spent well, together again! my precious, you are and always will be number 1 in my heart and queen of my life. I hope only to make you proud, and you smile with contentment. My precious, my love, my number one lady, Happy Mother's day all the way up to heaven.
Just A Reminder
Black Girls
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As always, thank you ALL for allowing me to share my passions and experiences with you! I hope that my blog inspires you to go after what you want and believe in yourself because I believe in you! Now strike your POWER POSE- We got this, LET’S GET TO IT!!
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-💕Jazz