Dear Absent

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The sun is shining

but the warmth of its rays does not reach my skin.

Today I am in my own private hell.

Where are you?

Our child may be dying

and you have no idea,

because you havent called

and I am too stubborn to reach for the phone.

To show you I need you.

But someday you’ll feel

this pain I’ve been embracing,

and I will smile thru my tears…

 

by Amanda Condry 2-11-95

 

 

 

 

 

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About gypsimoone

I am a writer, mother, daughter, sister, and among many other things a friend! I have lived through the deaths of my mother and brother along with many other friends and loved ones and hope that my experiences and lessons learned can help others as many helped me. Thru this blog I will tell my story and allow others into my once highly guarded universe so that they can hopefully gain strength to carry on and share their own stories so they in turn can enlighten others and pay it forward...just a tiny bit of kindness can go a very long way!

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