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Dear Renee,
Thank you very much for this lovely poem. I've copied it and saved it.
It's really getting even harder. I can feel the difference getting off of the antidepressant, I'm ready to cry at the drop of a hat and I still just don't want to accept this has happened. The social worker said it could take a year to get over the shock, I wonder how long it really takes to realize all of your dreams will never come to be unless they do in Heaven? I write to him every day and tell him everything I miss about it and I do miss everything. I used to tell him he was like Hansel and Gretal because he left a trail wherever he went and now I even miss the trail, I'd give anything to be cleaning it up.
Love, Gail |
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